The Poetry Marathon

Waking 8 Today

This is my knowing I must eight

not ate food, eight they, ate they,

sunshines on summer kept in the fridge.

My time travels first so when World end I get there first

Nine is the affraid sunshine at an Early East

flies winged clouds at the bottom of a long women of salt,

Iztlacihuatl is watching from her volcan mountainic dream

It’s behind my courtain brick bridge of poverty neuronal calm.

So cloudy skies from Mexico’s besides know

it taste about rain, fear and smoke from roosters call,

followed the dream sleep of fade realness amount.

Trying to fit the pieces words works by

when all them feel like lies

This is where comes the silent sound of uncertain

Here I am

 

 

Introduction

My name is Amy. I live in Aguanga, which is in Southern California, on a homestead with my husband, 2 kids, & 5 chickens.  I teach high school English and have been writing poetry since my own sophomore year. I have one published poem in the BIOLA University anthology The Inkslinger. This is my second attempt at the half marathon. Last year, I made it about 7 hours before life overwhelmed me. I enjoyed my experience last year, especially the comments my poems received. I hope to complete the first half marathon and comment on more marathoners poetry this year.

Intro 2 from Ingrid

Hi everyone!

 

I am registered for the half marathon which starts in a little less than  30 minutes for me. My background is in technical writing, professional writing and volunteer coordination. This will be my third half and I am very excited to begin!!!! Pace yourselves, re-fuel when you need to, relax and let the creative muse take hold! Enjoy the poetry marathon and don’t forget to comment. We all have wonderful things to say and add!

Hello, first marathon participate here

I’m looking forward to starting in forty minutes. I don’t know what today will bring besides words from all sorts of places in my mind. I hope that everyone is as excited as I am.

Ann WJ White

Intro

Hi I’m Denisa and I’m currently teaching in China but I’m from Detroit, MI.

Good morning!!!

Good morning!!! How everyone feeling? My name is Tamia. My first time participating. So excited. Can’t wait to share my creativity. Everyone have fun!!!

Hello, friends new and old

I’m Tracy Plath, poet and grandma, and more than happy to be in a good head space to write once more. During the marathon last year I and my family were in the midst of a move across the States from Texas to Indiana. Previously, I was able to complete three full marathons, an experience that brought me new friends, better writing, and the opportunity to publish several books and edit several more for my new community of writer friends. The experience has enriched my life on so many levels I can’t imagine what my life would have been without the marathon. I posted all twelve poems of last year’s half marathon from a hotel room in El Paso overnight after a day of intense packing. The torture was only compounded by slow and spotty hotel wifi, but I managed to finish after producing better poetry than I had anticipated being able to do. Something about the time crunch of the marathon and the unseen but ever present support of hundreds of other poets helps me to create in ways I was unable to imagine before my first marathon in 2015. Our family made a week long, tortuously slow trip across country with our four generations of seven people a day and a half after that marathon ended. We made it with surprisingly little damage, and then spent nearly a year shuttling the family from one room to another in our little Indiana home as renovations were completed to make it a larger and more handicapped accessible space. We just finished on May 1 of this year, in the midst of the Covid 19 pandemic, and were grateful to just be able to curl into our new shell and settle into a somewhat unnerving peace and quiet after such ongoing chaos. Suffice it to say, I’m very much looking forward to writing once more, and meeting many more lovely poets from around the world!

Thisisjustacheck

Hello,

I have just realised that I haven’t tested my posting abilities. So bear with me whilst I try this.

And if some of you clever ones can tell me if I’m doing it right? Thanks,

Anjana

Truth Is Out There – Poem #12

Around the Meatball Planet
Which has a bit of granite

Connections are being made
Amongst many noodly shades

I’m a Pastafarian
Means I’m non-sectarian

Spaghetti Monster Flying
Challenges those a-lying

Pasta, pirates, rum, and Cats
We believe in wearing Hats

We even got a Garu
Living in a cave Guru

Try to be logically
Science-based society

Should you find us wanting
Then go elsewhere haunting

Excited

My first poetry marathon.. 😋😋😋😋😋