Greetings and Salutations! I have again signed up for the insanity that is The Poetry Marathon (okay, half the insanity, since I’m planning to do the 12-hour version again—because sleep); this is my introduction. Among my various roles and attributes, I am: a self-published poet. I am…

Because I woke up this morning about an hour and a half before my alarm was set, I am very sleepy (I have been drifting off here and there between poems), so this will be short. This was my second time participating—and it was much…

Greetings and Salutations! I have again signed up for the insanity that is The Poetry Marathon (okay, half the insanity, since I’m planning to do the 12-hour version—so help me, I like sleep); this is my introduction.

For my last official poem of the day, I followed the prompt. Don’t panic You may feel that there’s not a minute to spare but the moon is not bound by your constraints If you cannot hear her whispers at midnight do not be alarmed…

Where is there left to go when you’re neither neither nor nor? When you’re not allowed a name only a label? When you’re defined by what you (don’t) have instead of who you are? When confronted by the fact of your existence they’d rather you…

A found/blackout poem of sorts—I went through a book about film posters and underlined certain phrases, then added my own bit at the end. Critical decision It is often said that this is the former summarizing the latter In the former situation, I tend to…

I have succeeded in changing my thoughts, but not in changing my mind. (13 August 2016)

I hate all the thoughts that keep me awake because my mind refuses to relax taking my body along for the ride long after I have closed my eyes Because my mind refuses to relax I toss and turn and worry and fret and strain…

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…

Bringing in this one at the last minute… The illegible text tricks those who aren’t paying attention distracting them from the secret messages hidden in plain sight on the other side of the spread where truths burst forth from the page disguised as poetry Those…