The Poetry Marathon

Radiant Orchid hour 24

Radiant Orchid

I found a new hair color
a metallic I hadn’t tried before
and my first day with the color
I saw a picture posted of me
sitting in the sun

a corona of radiant orchid waves
haloed my head as if a spotlight
shone down from above to capture
this aura of ultra violet entwined
with lavender moon, punky plum,
and 24 shades of purple

a glow I fell head over tresses
in love with, adore this miracle
galaxy of color and light, I order
more of this sensation

this conditioning color that nourishes
my hair, strengthens it, protects it
and I know it’s the right thing –
it’s half off – I buy three and I’m
in orchid heaven

~ J R Turek Hour 24

Straight to the Top

I have an unopened bottle of Citron in the refrigerator
and it has our names on it, baby.
Let’s hand trouble its calling card back
and put up “Come Back Tuesday” sign.

By then, we’ll be long gone.

Hour 23 prompt

A world not like this

In a world not like this, a wondrous dream,
A place where rainbows in the sky gleam,
The sun’s gentle warmth, a constant embrace,
Where raindrops fall, but not a single trace.

Trees adorned with fruits, branches bending low,
Shrubs with blossoms in a vibrant show,
Birds and bees dance in joyful harmony,
Streams flow gracefully, a soothing symphony.

Lion and deer, as friends, roam with grace,
Deer planting trees, in this harmonious space,
Monkeys share their fruits with mirth,
In this tranquil realm, a rare, serene birth.

Calmness fills the air, a peaceful scene,
No battles fought, no anger in between,
Love blossoms everywhere, hearts entwine,
Peaceful winds whisper, a world so divine.

By

Shreya Suraj

SOJOURNERS (hour xxiii)

The world grows
in the beauty of
creative expansion

Preparing each for
the innovative purpose
of inclusive enthronement

Toward the permanence
of a solaced retirement
that is boundless and forever

*Inspired by the text prompt

Hour 11 : Unsettling

They should create a me that is normal; I think that would be really cool. They should create a life that is bearable, easy sleep, a winter that doesn’t feel like decay, a spring that doesn’t feel like the past, a head that doesn’t hurt, a heart that doesn’t sit in your chest like a rock, a body that doesn’t hate you, a hometown that won’t drive you insane, and a university that won’t kill you.

“In the hour of silence”

 

There’s no energy remains,

Just a drop of blood that taste like coffee,

I’m in the hour of silence, madness.

Or maybe silence sounds like weakness,

A few breads to eat,

My rice cooker not yet meeting its red mark.

I’m yet in the dark.

A little spark still clamoring,

Behind my desk, behind my words,

Silence, silence as the music speaks.

The only words that I hear on this hour.

Its not sadness,

Just in pure possession with the words.

 

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The Future

Hour Twenty-Two

The future is written
with invisible ink
and solidified by
the permanence of our
choices and action.

Walk, Sprint, Run (Poem 21)

 

 

 

Running

Huffing and puffing

Hardly stopping

Not realising the mind and body needs rest

Take a breath once in a while

Soften the pace maybe

Opt for a sprint

Or just walk a while

Instead of

Only running

 

 

In response to text pr

ompt number 21

 

Hour 23 – The World Beyond

Alien

Worlds collide

Unknown skies beckon

Adventure calls, hearts soar

Exploration

 

Exotic

Landscape strange

Colors beyond dreams

Creatures with eyes of wonder

Awe-inspiring

 

Distant

Realms of light

Mysteries to unveil

Infinite possibilities

Journey’s beginning

 

Infinite

Universe vast

Infinite dimensions

Endless beauty, boundless grace

Another world

©️ Divya Venkateswaran

Multiverse, verse (Prompt 23)

John Steinbeck
once wrote a letter to
Marilyn Monroe

A humorous missive
Underwood pica
wishing her autograph

on behalf of his teen
nephew-in-law
her lovestruck admirer

That one of the greatest
American writers
sent a humorous note to

America’s most famous
sex symbol
on behalf of smitten teen

Somewhere maybe they
now type Tweets on
an Underwood portable

– Mark L. Lucker
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