Memories

Hour Five (This one shows up on my profile before the end of the marathon but for some reason doesn’t show up on my activity feed. Is strange. Here is the screenshot of the original posting. Not sure what I fouled up on in posting…

Tax Day

Tax Day   once a year their taxes are due   they come to me receipts all askew   forms galore they’re not sure   can I claim this how about that   no sir, you cannot claim your cat   aren’t’ my crumb crunchers…

the path

the path   the path she ponders glimmering before her   she must step through the shadows of doubt clutching her fear   glimpsing, on what could be words on poetry  

The Memories Carried

Hour Five Memories tucked into my breast pocket left and close to my heart they flutter like eyelids just waking from slumber- fractured images play upon the screen of consciousness a remembrance and tribute to a life once lived the ancestors of self that passed…

Prompt Twenty-Four – Because they Hope

Prompt Twenty-four – Text Prompt – Write a poem about hope.   Because they Hope   Hope is the best there is. Was she not the last one out of Pandora’s box? There is always hope, even against hope. Till the end, till the very…

Hope.

Good job little one, you’ve reached this far. If not for hope; would you have come through? Hope, kid, is like the sun It doesn’t turn it’s back on you. Even on your darkest hours it’ll linger as a dim light. Hope is what you…

3 AM Pancakes – Hour Twenty-Four

3 AM Pancakes I’ve grown so accustomed to you being there I can no longer sleep when you’re not In fact, here I am with my 3 AM pancakes Alone and unable to sleep It’s funny that years of sleeping alone So normal and now…

Hope ~ an Acrostic 

Hope ~ an Acrostic    what a lovely  four letter word   Heavenly sounding Oaths, from above Prayers, going up Extracurricular activity

Hour 24

hope is what we choose when the world is consumed in chaos when all our dreams are charred and the only path is through change hope is the only choice  

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