The flower
Walk around the garden
The garden watch woman
She say ‘dont touch the flower
Plants is my lover
I am the flower
Catch me in the cover
Take me like a rose
You smell in your nose
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Walk around the garden
The garden watch woman
She say ‘dont touch the flower
Plants is my lover
I am the flower
Catch me in the cover
Take me like a rose
You smell in your nose
Quiet home
Early wake
Few min jogging
Then a short break in cafe
Take a shower
Eat break fast
Check social media
This is my morning routine…
Hello,
My name is Eilidh (pronounced Airlie to rhyme with fairly, rarely and rarely).
I live in Western Australia so for me the marathon starts at 9pm.
I have been writing poetry since I was about 8. I realise that I have been alive in 9 different decades so I have a bit to say. I don’t write in one style, although these days I prefer haiku and despite my note about pronouncing my name I am not a great fan of rhyme – unless I am writing a sonnet. I do like alliteration though.
I shall prepare for the Marathon by having a new notebook and a filled fountain pen on my desk because I am old fashioned in this sense at least.
I shall also prepare by having a snooze before the marathon starts. At 73 years I am not sure I can do 24 hours, although it is only ten years since I pulled one of my frequent all-nighters in order to get a paper or lecture written, so here is hope.
I am going so low,
Si I am going solo.
I won’t allow,
BUt,I wanna lay low.
I am standing in the crowd,
And everyone more around,
Then I standing solo,
Dont’t wanna go low…
How exciting to be “running” another marathon for the second year in a row. It’s Friday night and I’m heading to bed to get some much needed sleep. I’m so nervous about tomorrow’s early start! Terrified that I won’t make the full 24 hours 😵💫🥱😴😴 But I’m persevering pen in hand, brand new notebook ready (I’m old fashioned) the rhyming machine and thesaurus tabs up on my Chrome and so much pent up emotions and feelings that will eventually find their way into a poem or two or ten or 24! Good luck everyone! Happy writing ✍️
My heart is broken into million peices,
I lost my happiness,
My soul is frozen,
Now the broken peices are invisible,
I hope one day i could find the lost happiness,
The stars stop shinning.
Until i leave the door open,
Heart broken into million peices when i start building castle in the air…
Greetings my fellow poets! My name is Jessica Gershon and this is my fifth year participating in The Poetry Marathon. The poetry marathon holds a special place in my heart. Poetry is therapy. Hugs make you live longer. I work in mental health but I am in love with nature, gardening, music, and art. Love makes the dream come true!
Living in the forest
It is so hottest
People can cut the trees
Then how should we live free
Come on rain
Come to forest
Then make me coldest…
Okay! It’s 7:45pm here on Maui. I have done all I can to prepare. Now, to sleep, and wake up at 2:30 to start at 3:00. See you all in there!
Alll my best to all of you!
Me ke aloha nui loa 🌺
Elizabeth
Fate: Ate me,
Dreams invisible,
Wish impossible,
Lie available,
Rules tons and tons,
Boy Shit,
Alone uhh….
Everyday I waste litres of water-Tears