The Poetry Marathon

✨Changing the road✨

Let me tell you something
I never been in need of your attention
So why do you waste your time
Stop your lies, turn around
And just go!!!!!
I don’t want to hold on to your selfish self any more….
Noooooooooooooooo
There’s no love more strong, them the one I feel for myself.
I can’t stay here waiting the you realize all the things I had gave you.
I’m happy when I focus on myself
And stop trying to get your love and attention.
I believe in a forever but not next to you, but with the sun shining bright on me now.
My happy ending its with myself love and dedication.
I’m independent and I see the value of myself when I take a look in the mirror.
Don’t waste any more time trying to explain yourself to me.
I’m done with this battle fields
I’m done with your lies
I’m done with anything the means
I had to be in content.
I won’t keep swallowing my pride
Trying to make us work.
In the process I would lose myself.
It hurst to not see me clearly in the mirror because of your shadow.
There’s no more chains
I set myself free…
I’m a woman
A phenomenal woman
And there’s no space for you here
My dear….
—Marquez Meriyen

My Tears

My Tears
Virginia Carraway Stark

Pitter patter rain drops
Falling this morning
With my tears
As I hear that you have
Left this plane
You were always full of love
And you
A sweet light
The mother of my mother
You were beautiful
Pitter patter raindrops
Falling this morning
With my tears

L’ha’alot

Wake me up and keep me up and hold me up to throw my up.
Later on I’ll sleep through all the troubles of the mind.
Build me up to blow me up to call me up and tear me up.
Into these quiet corners I pour all my wasted time.

 

Underground

I do not dream in pink with familiar notes of jazz clustered in the background I am mired here in blue, green. Do I dream these tones or brown, black-white? What can it mean to dream I have my theories so did Freud so Jung. I want to open up the dream, dissect it further than a childhood myth or learn I long for ache for when we all lived together saw the sunrise come together and the moonlight begin whenever we glanced from the porch at night to see radiance design my fantasy residing in the sea, the edge the blue deposits, red coral reefs, forests of kelp The underworld my home at last reveals the place I know, not a dream of pink or silver stars but instead cascades of froth nestled in the sand, rocks, muddy liquid drops all falling to build the cabin shelter made for lions in the sea, the cast of ocean depths.

Down memory lane to DinosaurLand (5th hour of marathon)

My sister and I slipped away from my mother’s watchful eyes one day,

Or maybe Mom didn’t realize I was in town for the weekend.

We slipped away from caregiving on a secret adventure

To DinosaurLand! With its giant fiberglass dinosaurs and an octopus and a bright green praying mantis too. All somewhat worn and torn but we giggled and posed amid the fiberglass gore and on King Kong’s palm too.

Two sisters having fun yet feeling bittersweet sadness with a taste of guilt.

wishes

Geasy dishes

Give me wishes

Of getting out

 

And push for more

Song of love

The day we were going too be married.

My heart played.

The most beautiful song.

It was like a harp from heaven.

In my heart.

The song was playing for our love.

Too be together forever

One heart in a song of love

Poem5/24 “She managed..”

..her life..

 is miserable, her husband used to punch her, pull her hair, spank her, kick her, but still she accept it. Yet, she don’t fight back

 

..her life..

looks like no direction, she married the man she loved before. She was happy, seems like no regrets. Her whole life she spent to the man she loved. Yet, her love wasn’t enough to let the man love her

..her life..

awaken her for the bad things she went through from her husband. She love him but she can’t be with him anymore. She can’t escape. She was threatened. She might die.

..her life..

pushed her husband to find someone better than her. So she could leave him. She thought it would be better for her and the kids

..her life..

swam along those stormy winds to survived. Patiently accept the pain, the sufferings, and saceificed for her life, her kids, her family. Until one day, she woke up alone. The silence broke the noise. She cried. She was shaken. She embraced herself and her kids

..her life..

started from there seeing light. Seeing life. And finds herself seeking God. She and her kids went to church to thank God for a new beautiful day that makes her and her kids hold , wrap with unconditional love

completely..

Prompt for Hour Six

Use one of the following three images as inspiration to write a poem.

(War)T0RN

I open my eyes

There it is

I was afraid

But for an instant

That I had

Lost it

I was a fool

To think

It would ever

Even in a million years

Not be there

Giving to us

 

Our rain

Is their reign

Providing for us

Divine fire

From the skies

See him

He flies

 

Enter Now

The Great Satan

Devourer of nations

Our heavenly salvation

He who takes lives

Killing husbands

Killing children

Killing wives

And ending people

Fragile people

Feeble People

End us all

We evil people

We sinners

We blasphemers

Who pray

To Satan

That he smite

Us

 

Wipe us away

From this

The pain

And suffering

We must endure

For eternity

The screaming chaos

But there it is

In the place

Where I left it

In the black