Recipe For Procrastination Ingredients: Active mind A sense of laziness A love of naps Insomnia Some bursts of depression Too much to do Not enough to do Easily bored Aging Take your active mind and mix it with too much to be done … for…
Tag: #2020PoetryMarathon
A Night To Fight
In a dark starry night, And the stars infinite, The moon was not upright And the shadow, not very bright After the flickering twilight, There was a sunrise. Although the glimpse was slight And the feeling of fright, What I saw was a lovely sight….
Smokey Mountains
Golden roads curve through Golden hills of autumn grass Glinting, golden, in the Indian summer sun Warm air whistles through Warm, blonde locks of hair While warm smiles shine on everyone Cool air captured by misty mountains Cool cars winding around roads Chill cool girls…
5 – Light Falls On Her
As she stands beneath the trees, Dancing with the sunshine that falls through the leaves, Facing the north, so that the left side of her body catches golden fire in the evening glow, I am reminded: The beauty of light would be lost without shadows…
Resilience
You can tell when a woman has been through a lot, it’s the weariness of her face. The erasure of her smile replaced with a blank stare. She isn’t broken just tired of the lies. Don’t mistake or assume her demise. She hasn’t lost hope….
I Have A Plan For Us – Hour 5, Prompt 5
I have a plan for us. When the sun sets and all is quiet We’ll steal a boat and sail upon the lake We’ll bring a lantern a blanket, and ourselves and lay looking up at the stars in its hull. “I have a plan…
One I Love Most!
“Not her, not her, not her… write about her later,” He says, “Not time, not time, not time…” Yet. Cosmic map of consciousness; man of men and women, you led me here, then say “stay silent”! I play along, laughing at your wisdom. “But, you…
Prompt Five (5): Carved In My Heart [Hour 5]
Carved In My Heart Do you remember me? We met here… Long ago; Lifetimes before. Do you know me, still? We met again, Right here… Not even a moment ago. More than once… twice three times, four and five… a dozen times. Always so close……
A recipe for self-love
Music Laughter Dog or cat Favorite shoes Loved ones Prior to assembling your ingredients, locate your bathroom scale and full length mirror. Take your sledgehammer and go to town. Do not rest until they are no longer recognizable. They are not accurate measures of…
Mentored
Greetings, gentlemen You’re probably wondering why I’ve called you all together Yeah, I went for the cliché but would any of you expect any less? Even a cheap laugh is better than lesser alternatives One of those concepts none you never taught but I did…