Rapunzel they called him, Rapunzel he was, A prince to some, a common son of a baker to others But they never asked him where he came from. His golden locks were too distracting, His soft features confusing He often sent suitors weeping when they…
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Poetry Marathon Hour 5:
Another prompt from I am Incomplete without you – which is honestly one of my favorite prompt books ever and is probably the most valuable thing I’ve ever invested in. Your Name is _________ and you are important. Your name is ______ and you are…
Hour 5 – Responsible Parenting – Text prompt
The wine glass rested downside upon a hardback book Overlooked by some but not by me I was not stubbornly knitting Ignoring the world with my head in the sand I was not a coward. While mother kept knitting her stupid blanket I was required…
Hour Five – No Witnesses
Oh my goodness. It is only 7:00 p.m. here, but I’m already slap happy. I just grabbed a scary book off the shelf and will use the last line. Here goes nothing… No Witnesses It was the first time the roof of the emerald convertible…
2021 Poetry Marathon, Hour 5
My Hour 5 poem uses both text and image prompts. The time capsule is an old standby in the popular imagination— a hunt for buried treasure a promise of revisiting innocence an antidote to the popular complaint The time capsule is an ever-evolving proposition in…
The Pharisee
Mine is a rudderless vessel guided by a Pharisee wind – the breath that no one sees but me. He was there at the porch that day I knocked and said nothing.
Umbrellas 1/2 marathon poem #5
Umbrellas 1/2 marathon poem #5 Raindrops fall upon dancing umbrellas On an English summer’s windswept day Children jumping embracing their mothers In an English weather’s cabaret. (C) Scott Coe 2020
2020 Poetry Marathon, Hour 5
Hour 5 prompt: use an image as a jumping off point. I chose one of my own photographs.
4th Grade
She lay on her back Her jacket was too big Fresh dying leaves on top Rotten dying leaves on bottom The coming frost bit the end of her nose Her hair tickled her neck The zipper grazed her ear lobe The branches…
20 February 1993
The man behind the counter has a drinking problem He ignores me I leave In the middle of the grassy field on the other side of the chain-link fence an old woman, wrapped in blankets and shawls rocks in her chair oblivious to everything Next…