The Poetry Marathon

Like everyone
I am many things–
mother,
grandmother,
wife to a working artist,
musician,
gardener,
teacher,
writer and poet,
but when people ask.
as they sometimes do,
What do you do,
I tell them
I’m a poet.

 
Session

I saw through your soul at first sight,
Soulless soul,
Hollow as mine.
Tiger’s spirit; Judge, jury and executioner,
Rolled into one ball of calm fury.

Seeking me out for my own travesties,
Such is the nature of your calling.
Next on your list,
My penchant for the death dramatis a failing,
At least to you.

Appointment made, counselling the lies,
In each word of deceit sits a truth,
I am as naked to you as you are to me.
Both eluding the authorities,
Failing to offer expected motive.

Motive is desire, nothing more,
Seekers of sanctions and retribution,
Unleashing a fury on the troubling.
We are natural born killers,
Punishing the unworthy.

You try to deny the thrill, justify with just cause,
Whereas I consume my prey in part,
Dress the rest as a side dish for all to see.
I hear your hollow words,
But I listen to the unspoken.

The recorder is switched off, the papers stowed,
I lean forward locking my eyes with yours,
‘Your words are gracious mendacities. I see you.
Renowned for my discretion, speak freely,
As a sheep who addresses the silent priest.

For there is much we have in common,
Baying for the blood of the unrighteous,
Bringing justice where justice fails.
Open yourself to me, offer the truth,
And we shall seek together.’

Goal we accomplished and complete, honestly we fulfill in the blanks. Years and years gone by a memoir to remember.

Adulthood becomes the autumn of seasons to come. Something to cherish  before it’s all gone you know.

As I Can Remember!

The day has come, showers of rain wets the memories awe! for lasting as it starts.

Lie there, makes up the causes. Now through the years over and the start a brighter day

As I Can Remember!

You think other wise, when the plan until’s its roots. The respect and all to enjoy- will come back again.

As I Can Remember!

The words to hold onto when the summer comes sunny light, and shines memories on you more: The love, you love – love it!

Whew almost time to start the 24 hours of poems!! I did make plans for today not thinking so I do have to make up a few hours later but I am still super excited for the day to start. Plus my roommate made brownies with coffee in them so I should be able to stay up later! Good luck and happy writing to everyone!!

Hi, all! Cheers!~

I appreciate the chance to be here for a third season – I look forward to this, annually. My best wishes are extended to all of you, from Canada with my coffee!

Background: I’ve been writing since my teens and have published 5 books of varying genres, over 7 years. I also enjoy some freelance work as a book reviewer , am studying within the mental health sector and am very proud of my merch store.

Take care!
I applaud all of you for your efforts; it’ll be an adventure!

I know we’ll get through this; the beautiful art we make will be worth it.

-Motivational Pieces by Kate Allen [click]-

Greetings from Kansas City, Missouri. Ready to write?  I am!

For someone like me, the words are few. I’m just glad to be here; please call me Ada.

Hello everyone,

Just a quick note to introduce myself.  I am a Waldorf teacher from Wisconsin,  USA. As a Waldorf teacher,  I loop with my class first through eighth grade,  which makes my class more of a family really.  We are currently heading into seventh grade,  the time has gone by so fast! It will be hard to let them go after eight years!

I am the mother to five wretched daughters that are strong,  independent,  and being the best women they can be! I am currently awaiting the birth of my tenth grandchild,  a girl,  which will make the count 5 girls and 5 boys.

I live with my partner David.  We were middle school sweethearts who found our way back to each other over 20 years later and have been together 9 years now!

I love to write! I always have! The blank page is an adventure for me and we have gone many places together! This is my second marathon,  the first being around six years ago.  I’m excited for today and blessings to everyone!

Stacey

Hi everyone,

It’s me again, Ofuma Agali.

I was here last year for the Full Marathon, but I signed off after Half. And that too was pretty rewarding.

I had since gone ahead to plug myself back into the world of poetry. Prior to the 2020 Poetry Marathon, I had a published collection of poems, with the last poem in the collection written around 2008 and one last embellished one around 2014. And then, I had gone almost blank with creative writing, what with the other kinds of professional writing that was taking all of my time. When I came out of that lacuna, fiction came calling; poetry became hard, and the Poetry Half Marathon helped.

This year, I am here again. I wish to do the Full. And to finish it. And I really want to do this, despite several odds.

See you all soon and best wishes to you all.

Hello everyone, my name is Sanobia. This will be my first poetry marathon, so I chose the half marathon option to start with. I look forward to seeing the results and the words that will come to me. Peace and light to you all.