Hour Seven – Viator

I felt as if I was floating I sat and watched the wind pushing itself across the water How can I keep this Feeling from sinking?   No one came for me and yet I felt as if I was floating All alone I watched…

2022 Poetry Marathon, Hour 8

Hour seven poem, based on the prompt. (The photo I used can be viewed in the version of the post appearing on my blog at https://ordinaryaveragethoughts.com/2022/06/25/2022-poetry-marathon-hour-seven/.)

Going and Staying

Come to the place where nature’s blessings flow We’ll settle in a life long left behind To play the music fast, and sing it slow The world outside may scream and fall apart But it can’t hurt us living in the past. Reality’s become a…

Disappearing Stars

Megalomaniac vs. another Megalomaniac GMO vs. non-GMO Conservation vs. Development Artisan vs. Factory made Citizen vs. Immigrant Protestors vs. Police Safety vs. Freedom Hate vs. Love Most of this frustrates me Some of it angers me All of it worries me However The thing that…

Hour Seven: Two pennies in the jar

A sign of hope for a fresh start An indication of just how far I’ve fallen A little suggestion intended to be helpful The bottom of the barrel well and truly scraped A sidewalk discovery outside the café A small investment in an uncertain future…