The Poetry Marathon

23 Unwilling Roommate

Houseplants are foster children

I have purchased none of them

Arriving hearing my apologies

Unwanted gifts to be kept alive

 

Holding that all things green

Belong outdoors where God planted

Them on one of those seven days

My yard holds nothing premeditated

 

Almost with regret I water the

Five-foot avocado casually grown

On a whim after a spicy dinner

With guacamole chips and Margaritas

 

Opposed to the death penalty

Committed to sustaining existing

Life here in my home I must water

Or commit homicide risking court

 

Droplets of Seraphic Light

Droplets of seraphic light

the camera froze up time for you.

Glowing abdomens so bright,

dance around the tall bamboo.

 

I would like to join in play,

dapple light along my way.

Little seraphs tipped with light,

see me through this pitch dark night.

 

HOUR 23 Haiku 5

Never did you hate
Only love takes prisoners
I accept my fate

Cheese (Hour 23)

Cabals of photographers use cheese to make children smile.

How they find it’s the only word that makes them show cameras their teeth, I don’t know.

Efforts I make to fall in love with cheese tend to race away behind me.

Each time I try, Mama’a cuisine beckons and Papa’s spices assault my nostrils.

So I am going to give this cheese to the photographer, not the chef;

each of us ebbing time away on the platter of customs.

 

 

 

Written as an acrostic poem from the text prompt of Hour 23.

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Cheese (aged Kilmerish)

I think that I shall never eat
A poem lovely as most cheese.

A cheese whose hungry body is prest
Against my taste buds, Mmmm – the best!

A cheese that sits with God all day,
And learns to sit, and sit, and age;

A cheese smoothly covered in waxy lacquer
Can be sliced and placed atop a cracker!

Upon whose bosom mold has sat;
Who intimately lives with fat.

Poems are made by folks like me,
But only cows, goats, sheep, buffalo,
and cheesemakers can make cheese!

– Mark L. Lucker
© 2021
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Cheese, please – Hour 23

A poet hardly ever receives

             an invitation to write about cheese.

Lack of imagination

            could be the reason

or

            lactose intolerance.

 

HOUR 22 Haiku 4 Company

Solitude wasted

In company of greatest fear

A servant of hate

Hour 22

I have not been feeling these last few prompts but that’s what the internet is for ya know.

 

You

 

Friendship is supposed to be two sided

Unless it’s with you I guess

Cause you wait for me to reach out

Knowing I always seem too

You can choose when to engage

On each message deciding if its worth it

Until now

Poems of the forest #thepoetrymarathon #imageprompttwentythree

There are poems in the forest

Waiting to be found

Among the trees and leaves

Fireflies alight to the ground.

There are forests in the poems

Unexplored, unfound

There are poems in the forest

Waiting to be found.

 

 

Branches that those blithe spirits cross

Overhangs laden with moss

Flutters of light spring a chorus

In a world filled with stars.

 

There are fairies in my poems

Unexplored, unfound.

There are poems in the forest

Waiting to be found.

 

 

 

Picture Credit: Yume Cyan (from the prompt)

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say cheese

poets have been mysteriously silent
on the subject of cheese
a great man once wrote
hence my attempt to set
things right
for cabbages and kings
have been mentioned
in the same poetic line
why not cheese and the president
surely one eats the other
and which one that is
we can be quite certain of

matters of state
cannot be decided
on empty stomachs
and MacCheese was a favorite
with one president, it’s said

but an internet search
reveals far better types of cheese
brie, camembert, gruyere
i learnt of them in my French
lesson many years ago
and there’s goat cheese, i’ve heard
someone (famous) swear by it
and blue cheese
though it did not look
blue to me

if you asked me
(and in a way you have)
i’d say cottage cheese
is by far the best
and sweetest kind
so when you shop next
in the cheese aisle
do remember to pick
cottage cheese
aka paneer
and do a light
marinade and grill
nothing better
for worse, there’s always MacCheese