Accidentally baked it Into the bite of life Forgot that eating makes it Hard to stay alive In the sense I’m tired Barely made it through No hour 25 this year No just a victory for me and you  

12, Prompted:   A closet for me – Age 12, 8, 14 and 3. No hope, No space to just “Be”.   Four walls, Blocked doors, A cocktail of norms; No less than toxic…   But, It is mine; Changing with time, To a space,…

He brings me tea, with just enough ice After nearly forty years, this is quite nice. He sprays my feet, then covers my tootsies After nearly forty years, we still play footsies. He covers me at night, temperature appropriately set After nearly forty years, he…

Listen, not gentlemen with more money than common sense… I am not interested in your type. What type is that? The type that would pay web algorithm developers to send me smut disguised as Amazon’s “Based upon your shopping interests.” My Amazon shopping interests do…

Stardust brought you into my life on a warm September day. Hope was the future I’d see and speak to you again. Cheese was Italian food, I tasted, bought, and loved because of you. Shoes walked me and put me inside my car to drive…

It’s been a while since writing poetry. Oh when we were sheltered in place. I wrote almost everyday. Now, I got things to do people to see and places to go. So, when I became aware of the poetry marathon. I challenged myself to sit…

Hi everyone! I’m very pleased to be participating in my third full Poetry Marathon! I fell in love with this concept as soon as I heard of it in 2017 and excitedly joined just a few weeks before the launch date. I missed the 2019…

Aloha 2022 Poetry Marathon Poets! Wow! I have waited all year for this (I say this every year), but this year it seems the need to crawl into our writing space together is stronger than any other year. I am blessed and humbled to be…

I am so pumped to be a part of this event again this year. I did the half last year and i had a blast, so this year I’m going for the full 24. I can’t wait to meet everyone. Kudos to the organisers for…

Kids, Army, not in that order. College at 20, 24, 28 and 40. Art, pottery, painting, poetry. English degree first; Social worker last – childhood and my marriage fed that well. Trauma therapist now – childhood and the marriage fed that well also.  I discovered…