24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Sunlight streaming through my bedroom window
Rain has been falling all week
Muscles sore, eyes wide open
The potential of the day is more potent than any cup of coffee
For the first time since I can’t remember when
I rise without complaint
Not wishing I could simply go back to bed
I am ready
I will enjoy the day
And I will make the most of whatever is to come
Except going to the laundromat
Nothing could make me look forward to that.
Freedom I write you
Freedom in sight
Freedom I held you
Peace last night
Numb to the strife
Come to the light
Freedom I know you
Right
Is everybody in?
Everybody ready?
I remember years past,
These 2:30 a.m. Friday night Saturday mornings were a breeze
Now I’m setting an alarm to wake up because I go to bed at 10.
a flashlight
The tempest rages,
Wind, rain, thunder, boom.
I’m trapped in a cage,
Scratch, claw, cry, doom.
It’s of my own making.
The sunshine is there…
For the taking.
“Beep, beep, beep!” my alarm screams. I roll & pat pat pat . . . silence.
“Zzzzzzz . . .zzzzzzz” my husband snores. I rub the crusty sleep out of my eyes as light breaks through the window blinds.
“Bawk, baaawwk, bbbbbaaawwwkkkkk” demands an answer. I stand and slip on well worn Uggs and a frayed BIOLA hoodie.
“Momma, momma” cries from down the hall. It’s time to start the day.
Excited to join the challenge today with poets all around the world ✨ I’ll be reading and writing poetry from Miami today 🌞
Can’t wait to see the manifestation of magic with words reverberate near and far!
With Love & Gratitude,
Mauikai
#callmeMaui
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Good morning to all fellow 2019 Poetry Marathon participants!
Silvester here in North Vancouver, up for my 5th TPM.
Wasn’t really sure I could join you folks this year, so it was a last-minute decision, but here I am, ready to call upon Euterpe once more to aid me in my poetical travails.
Wishing everyone inspiration, energy, and joy as they create and share over the next 12 or 24 hours. Each of us has prepared in our own way but all I just wanna say is, pace yourself, and fresh air always helps!
Cheers!
Hello all,
My name is Vicki. I am an English/Special Education teacher from New York. I have three children, two of which are now adults. My husband and I have been together for 23 years and I love him more than life itself, but we’re going through a really bad time right now and I am hoping that writing will help with that. This is my first year competing, so I chose only the half marathon. Good luck to all of you! Let’s see where this goes…..