A call I hear from inside of me Wrapped in my warmth, someone arrives Celebrate a new life, Life distinct in divine light Doors of horizon Welcomes the birth. Love and Hope Ushers Joy!!
Tag: #2021poetrymarathon
Hour 12: Trying for the Nines
At this half mark, my muses beg me for respite; I drag them into my web, forcing another verse, with endless torment: craft me similes, make metaphors, for this scop — just one more
Prompt #12: nonet
Chipmunk nonet ~ Today I watched a chipmunk savage my sunflower seedlings, digging with furious claws at the seedling pots snuffling up an errant seed like cocaine. No wonder no sunflowers ever sprouted! Instead, one chipmunk grows sleeker emboldened and sunflower fed. I watch…
Saviour #thepoetrymarathon #prompthourtwelve
the day that the white-coats came for me the darkness was overwhelming my isolation complete you added your music to placate the storm darkly brewing your words blew away clouds.
The Storm-Nonet Poem 12
The Storm- Nonet Poem 12 The storm at its worst was blowing across -9 The street flooded, by the station-8 The cars moved slowly through the -7 Puddles, everywhere I saw-6 Rain drops on the roof-5 Clouds in the sky-4 Tornado -3 I see-2…
Soul-Mates – hour 9
For hundreds of years One life to the next Our souls came together In life, until death When our eyes first met Those memories returned The lives that we’d lived The times that we burned The vows that we made Lifetimes ago That, where one…
Garland of clouds woven with a thread and a needle Periwinkles showered from the sky spread all over the earth A scene nothing else can beat for it is only God’s treat!
Hour 11: Skyscraper
Piercing the clouds Like a needle Scraping the sky Beating on heaven’s door Spreading shadow
Drumbeats #thepoetrymarathon #prompthoureleven
I did not see, I did not see the cloud you carried upon your head covered by the vines or the Periwinkle twinkling against your dark curls as you followed the beat of the drummer that asked to be fed. I failed you, I…
Forest Ranger -Poem 11
Forest Ranger – Poem 11 The Forest Ranger sees through the painting On the wooden floor of the patio fainting Music denotes his heart beat as he listens Headphones a sign of his glisten On the wooden floor of the patio fainting…