The Poetry Marathon

Hope

Hour 12

Where there is hope, there is life

Where there is hope, there is faith

Where there is hope, there is courage

 

With faith, courage and life we can achieve unachievable

With hope we can think big

If we think big then only can we work on it’s behalf

With our spirits uplifted we can walk the path of success

 

Hope also brings confidence

Self confidence helps to set realistic expectations and goals

But if you don’t have hope

You will be scared to step forward and do something new

 

Hope is like the first ray of Sun

Just when we think the darkness will never go

A single ray of Sun

Drives the darkness not only outside but also from within

 

To the Nurse Who Held my Son

The nurse who held my son all day

when he was going to leave the hospital

I wonder if she was thinking

about me

or the adoptive parents who would be arriving

that day to take my son home with them

 

I wonder if she held him all day

because she knew this day would be

the hardest on me

Maybe she did it

so he would be calm

and make it easier on us

2023 Poem Twenty One

Estrangement

noun.

A state of separation in hopes everyone involved takes inventory of their life.

The act of giving up hope of a better past.

A time of question if the choices I made were right or if I could have done better.

A firm boundary.

A cry for help after a succession of missed or ignored attempts to ask for help.

A period of unknown amounts of time.

Hour19

Is she whimsical like the weather?

Does she hug and kiss as I did?

Is your new lover better in any way?

It’s over! But can I have a last kiss

from your sweet and sour lips? 💋

this poem don’t make no sense

aint

bea

crazy

doodling

everything

funning

going

home

instigating

jumping

kicking

laughing

making

nookie

opening

pickling

quitting

running

sexing

tasting

unique

valentines

while

xercising

zoobies

Hour 20 : Brewberry

Coffee is my favourite time of the day.

The froth of 1000 eyes, gives me perspective to deal with beings.

The amalgamation of granules and milk gives out the message,

that we all have the same coloured blood flowing inside us.

It’ll Be Okay

Darkness is safe when the light goes dull

Darkness is a comfort when the noise pounds against your skull

Darkness is an abyss, a void for ever falling through

Darkness is where, to most, hope no longer grew

But darkness embraces you with cold arms

Darkness is aware of the triggering alarms

It’s silent, it listens, it lets you fall

Until you’re ready to land into light and stand tall

Perhaps beyond the abyss there lies a light

There is no tunnel but hope is in sight

Perhaps we’re facing up, we can’t see what awaits us after the tumble

There is a light that will have us crumble

But we’ll stand back up, new found hope

And we’ll navigate through that messy slope

And darkness will be there, ready with a rope

To pull us back in case we falter and need to silently cope

But hope will be a spark, a star, or a flame within our eyes

And we’ll be ready to grab onto it after hard tries

Hope will have us soaring the skies

No giving up, we’ll keep walking yelling battle cries

Aspiration

 

If you believe yourself, it’s a desire
Today’s failures shows the way to success
Hope reveals your fears in your destiny
Not with doubts, it’s a light for morrow.

In every humans’ heart, there’s an aim
To your journey some invisible hand
Encourages, inspires your ambitions
it’s a link wire to challenges of today
it zooms possibilities of coming time.

Hope is a key to safeguard your ideas
When every one after certain threatens
they stand to spin their earnings
without, there’s no scope of after times.

 

prompt -24

Hour -24

LONGING (hour xxiv)

There is something profound about expectation
when it visits you and takes a dispirited seat
in your living room, even as the air heats with trepidation

It’s like a shield, towering high up the roof
sitting in serenity like a canopy of glittering clouds
swollen with dreamy vapor, to rain down on us

It’s unseen, untouchable, yet unquestionable
It radiates the warmth of a dogged Samaritan
full of life, full of charge, vigilant upon our desires

You never can see it, even in its most prodigious presence
In the matter of a miss, it evaporates into something you can’t hold
diffusing your hopes out, disputing the profundity of expectation

As the peering eyes can see in the darkest part of the night
As wounds mend with a mystery we are yet to comprehend
As time heals like yesterday was never a contender

So also hope stays rooted in the sands of existence
with roots channeled through paths of sustenance
waiting for the smell of water to sprout again

Fleas (prompt 24)

Only a flea of hope.. ‘But fleas ain’t easy to rid’ -Meronym, Cloud Atlas

faithfulness and resilience
may just be strong genetic tendencies
like what you’d see in certain breeds of dogs
definition in specific areas

they drive me
pull me against my will at times
they do not let me lie down
they do not let me give in

though I scratch at them
I do not find that they are eased
fleas of hope that spread at a pace
even my own mind cannot keep up with