© A. Potter ~2021 The clock reads Four, three, two Capturing my attention At a time, I was looking For inspiration The countdown had begun the Marathon not quite yet run Just over halfway To triumph How are we? Already this far Still longing To…

Out at dawn Her favorite trail Open, before her   Soles, strumming the dirt she finds a rhythm Her heart, picks up the beat   Lifting her face to the sky She smiles   Inhaling deeply Fresh Air Sunshine   the path varies Shadows cast…

“What do you think?” 4 stanza © A. Potter ~2021 Hour 4 : The Poetry Marathon Book chosen: Erma Bombeck “Family- the Ties that bind and gag” [last line: what do you think] What do you think Oh, interrogatory the mind endlessly spinning Calmly creating…

If I could save time in a bottle I’d like to   Everyday til eternity   Make the days Last forever   Words, make wishes come true   Walk through the fields of Time   ~ flows   Saved like a treasure Around long enough…

It’s Magic The Gathering   Of people Strategically in fantasy Creating Armies Angels, Demons, Fae and more   It’s Magic Choose your colors   How are you with sorcery? 😈 Killer enchantments? Yes please!   It’s Magic It’s ruthless 💀 Where Mana rules And zero…

Somewhere off the highway In those darkest hours Before the dawn To the Diner’s light She was drawn   Her heart tattered Her body weary Her soul torn   “Just a coffee, please” ‘You want cream and sugar hun?’ Called the waitress, whose soles were…

Death Comes quick Could it be A chrysalis Metamorphosis? Wondering when We get to Begin Life

I remember when I first started reading your words. In your sharing I found that, I   Too~ admire, and wish That I Could also, imitate “Words I Wish I Wrote”  

I’ve stayed awake all day, and night   Tis’ the 24th hour and I’ve survived   Some have failed, so many of us succeeded   Through our eyes the coffees bled   And whilst, most full marathoners will be running off to lay their weary…

My dearest Mandy,   You’ve come through so much clouded hell. Through darkness, you’ve learned to love In the light, over looking mountains of perceptions. In limited realities.   Footprints on the shore, leaving your imprints Washed away By the sands of time   You…