The Poetry Marathon

104 clover leaves

I sat in the grass
Hoping to find
A way to bring you back
So one of a kind
I searched for answers
In the sky
Tiny dancers
Shed the light
I found 26 four leaf clovers
And composed them into art
Our story isn’t over
It’s just begun to start
26 letters in the alphabet
Each letter showing I choose you
I knew from the day we met
That what we have is true
104 green leaves
Against my favorite color
Forgive me please
You’re like no other
I showed up at your dad’s place
With high hopes you’d choose me too
It was God’s grace
That brought me to you
Love is forgiveness
A peaceful home
We are so blessed
To no longer roam
To roam indecisive
Without your other half
Makes it hard to give
And forget the past
Baby we did it
We chose to dedicate
I’ll never quit
On a love so great

this is bad

months tick

ticks jump

jumping spiders

spider eggs

egg benedict

benedict arnold

Kaleidoscope

The image is a swirl

of pinks and peaches,

fractals,

foxing the brain,

colluding against the senses.

The exotic flower

cushioned around a long black anther

is a flamingo momentarily.

 

Hour 19: Mist

The mist encircles me, envelopes me, consumes me

Oozes into every nook and cranny, into the very fiber of my being

Suffocating me, choking me, silencing me

This cold, bitter shroud

Hour 18: Dear Edgar

My Dearest Edgar,

What twisted thoughts corrupt your mind?

What ails your soul, also ails mine

Haunted voices fill your head

Visions of the macabre, dance of the dead

Your heart yearns for love long lost

I, too, have felt its cost

Kindred spirits, I feel your pain

Grief that renders you insane

Desiring what is nevermore

Quoth the raven above your door

An unkindness of ravens echoing the cries

This is the sound of when true love dies

I wake up to

Latent buzz of heat
Inching deep under my skin
Every night, I wake up to
How much I need you
How much I want you
To touch your fingertips with my lips
And sing at the glory of electric nerves
Every night, I wake up to
Musings buried deep inside me
Of how beatific you’d look
Splayed under me, for me
Slightly hazy at the edges
Like a dream made for me
Every night, I wake up to
Sighs and wishes, sinful, to say the least
Of passions that never felt so deep
For anyone else but you
Every night, I wake up to
A sleepless yearning that hollows out
Aching with the loss of what I never had
The right to call you mine

NO VOICE

NO VOICE

Burning bridges of my soul

No voice

Powerful bullets of your screams

Leaving a hole in my heart

Crumbling memories in my head

No voice

Teared up pictures

Gone without consent

Shattered skin on my body

No voice

Hurtful touch of your fingers

Impossible to forget

Twisted answers in my mind

No voice

No longer knowing

Forever searching the truth

Failed kingship.

There was once a mighty king
His eyes were brimming.
He was the talk of the town
Pride ornamented his walk.
Greed crowned him.
Women were afraid of his lust.
He envied every happy person
and took it out on gluttony.
He earned only wrath from his people
And became slothy over time.

He was never remembered.
Though he was a man of strength.
He never went down in history.
People wouldn’t know any of his stories.
His sins adorned him in life.
So did it, in his death.

Hour 19 image prompt- autumn

(will add referenced media later, no one included it yet on the media tab)

Soon my favorite season

Sweet summer child

Transitions within to fall

The leaves a copper red

But my home trees are pines

Not seasonal sycamore

And my leaves are spines

Shed on an ivy floor

Perennial is beautiful

Deciduous is sweet

But I like to see a change

Of color to say the least

Let me see the gold

Of a healthy field of wheat

Hour 12

I am feeling short poems today. But I am focusing on getting some words written rather than making long poems. Editing can add more words if needed.

Hour 12 used prompt for hour

 

Some days I feel like I’m in a closet

That is trying to help me figure out me

To see what sort of personality I wear that day

To see what sort of people I love

To see what I choose to drape on my body