We are the stars We are the shadows and dust We fall asleep We wake up Dreaming strange lands Is All we have
Tag: #PoetryMarathon
Escape
Escape Between the mute mansions light and shade plays out letting an unknown prisoner escape in the alley and sore up to the sky Hour 1 @varenyas
Friendship
Friendship Poem 1 Friendship of seven years -shadows How awesome this felt when I- beckon Lasting walks in the park with -me She felt like she was in love with -i Never give up on a friendship you- want The clouds in the…
The Invisible
I never was Salome I never was Juliet I never was Nora I wore the clothes of Antigone I could be Electra but I was in love with Hamlet I don’t accept Ophelia’s end neither Louisa’s naivety Still In the end I was no body…
One Dime
Twilight can’t fail her day The clouds shall gather a mood to pay Give me one noon to trail your way I will not go blank with no dime to pay Your heart is a way of a treasure island A man becomes…
My Gift (hour 24, prompt 24)
All my life I’ve had a gift A way with precious words That when the right ones come to me I put them into verse If I try to force it Or change it, just like that If I try to make it different I’ll…
The Money Stone
I was walking along a Florida beach when a man approached just to talk. I’d walked many miles, all the way from Miami to somewhere north of there. I’m not sure where I was. The post 9/11 world was fuzzy back then; And, my mind…
‘Nother Me (hour 23, prompt 23)
“Who are you playing with?” I’d ask my baby boy at play The answer that he gave me Blows my mind unto this day He’d look up with a smile, and “‘Nother me,” he’d say My jaw just hit the ground As he turned back…
A Red Racer Visit
I thought I might drop in for a bite. A frog or two have you here, my dear? SSSSurely, ssssomething to eat amid these rocks and boxessss! I taste it in the air, but where? May I play with your hair? Let’s just slither over…
Ah, New York!
I remember you and your bustling vibrancy! Energy, like nothing else in the whole world. Creative consciousness wired in a hive mind. That’s you, New York, and I still love you!