The Poetry Marathon

Hour 16: Villanelle

Unable to resist your allure,

Seduced by your intelligence,

Listening to you entices me more,

 

A tantalizing glimpse at something so pure,

Drawing back just a little, my feelings are premature,

Unable to resist your allure,

 

In your arms, I feel so secure,

Coveting the moment,

Listening to you entices me more,

 

You placed the bait,

I only dived in of course,

Unable to resist your allure,

 

Only to find myself coveting what’s yours,

Sensations of temptations,

Listening to you entices me more,

 

Don’t you worry, rest assured,

I will try to hold back

Unable to resist your allure,

Listening to you entices me more.

Petrichor

Droplets falling from the sky
Striking the hot pavement
The smell filling my nose
Bringing a flood of memories
And a feeling of happy contentment

Poem for Hour Sixteen (16/24)

Hour 16 image promy

Sometimes I wonder

How the duck

They get graffiti on the overpass

 

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Rachnoc Haiku 16 Hour 16

She cries the R word
On deaf ears, but the crying,
Reminds of others.

Flashbacks fast and thick
The drowning, white eyes, shrieking cries,
Rachnoc slimes the wall.

Hour 16

Soften a brick of regular cream cheese

not any of the non-fat or low-fat variety

 

Place in a bowl and add the following

three slices onions green

 

one-third jar of Real Bacon,

Accent salt, no fakin’

 

Worcestershire sauce

form a ball like a boss

 

Roll in chopped pecans

chill until it all bonds

 

Remember the fun times

the pleasure has been mine

 

Spread my love along

Now I think I’m done.

All the best, Mom

 

Barney hour 16

Barney

I love purple
everything about purple
all shades of purple but…

Barney the purple dinosaur
is an atrocity I do not appreciate.
Here are my top ten reasons why:

1) A-nnoying songs that play over and over
until you want to stuff your ears with wax.
Hot wax.

2) Barney was on for 18 years
and that is just wrong wrong wrong.

3) Too much sugar for kids in the 90s.
Someone finally woke up and pulled
the sugar plum plug on Barney.

4) A fat, purple, singing dinosaur, really?
Tell the truth… did you ever watch it?

5) I love you, I love you, I love you
so many times that I changed the words to
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.
Better but not by much.

6) It’s Barney, after all, not Sesame Street.
Now that’s a show with longevity.

7) A purple t-rex that’s an educational dancer –
that should be more than enough.

8) 150 Ways to Kill the Dinosaur…
nuff said.

9) Barney actor is a tantric sex specialist. Yikes!

10) Any other color dinosaur, I could care less
but he wrecked purple’s reputation. I take that
as a personal affront.

I refuse to listen to rumors
that they are resurrecting Barney.
Get the garlic and the silver bullets.
Or at least lots of orange target paint.

~ J R Turek Hour 16

Almost.

How sad is the word “almost”?
They almost left.
She almost knew.
He almost confessed.
They almost killed.
I almost told you.
We almost lived.
I almost was enough.
Almost…

Moonlit Night

Moonlit Night

Stars twinkle in the clear, dark skies
The moon’s bright light shines like a prize
A gentle breeze brings comfort and ease
Nature’s rhythm puts my mind at peace

With each breath, the night air is sweet
A time for reflection and self-retreat
The world’s busy streets fade far away
A serene moment to end the day

In this peaceful moment, I find new sight
Navigating through the shadows of night
The mysteries of life unveiled
As I stand in awe, my heart prevailed