Lost in Oblivion – Hour Eighteen

Lost in Oblivion This digital age has become an undoing Of communication and of common sense Whole words whittled down to mete fragments of lingo And at youthful minds own expense The kids of today have lost their direction Eyes deeply buried into their phones…

The crow #2023poetrymarathon #prompthour18

I used to hate crows, scavengers of the earth squawking, snatching, swamping the skies when one died, shot by that stray bullet frightening us into the house. But then they said that crows were good that when they eat the food offered to the dead…

The Retired Misanthrope

Hour Sixteen Sequestered away in fear like a deer in the headlights, wide-eyed at the atrocities of human nature. I once wore a misanthropic hat lined with burs of Burdock that clung to the scalp ripping out my hair in chunks. My experience with humankind…

Life Passes Quickly – Hour Seventeen

Life Passes Quickly Life passes so quickly So try not to blink For as sure as you do Time shall fly in a wink One moment, a baby A newborn of need Then blink, now a graduate Ready to succeed Life passes so quickly Where…

Forgiveness

Hour Fifteen 11:11 I once had a friend named Bitterness whose caustic nature ate away at the very core of my being. Memories, a swampland I slogged through with years of mud caked to the tattered soul at my feet while Bitterness urged me toward…

Prompt seventeen – Twin-toned Kaleidoscope

Prompt seventeen – Text prompt Write a poem either titled or centred around a ‘Kaleidoscope’.   Twin-toned Kaleidoscope At a little past six in the morning I watch the sky dawning with a fat yellow oval moon hanging bright. The dark night trees begin to…

Colorful

red green blue purple yellow orange going round and round. layered and alone. Now they are different. Create anew.  

Lucky

Found a rabbit’s foot. Found a 4-leaf clover. Found some change. I did not break a bone. I did not get robbed. I am not homeless.

I’m One with the Shore – Hour Sixteen

I’m One with the Shore I am most at peace when I’m one with the shore Whether swimming or fishing Or there I find great release When I open the door To letting nature take the lead I’m one with the shore With a chair…

Prompt Sixteen – Come, visit me please

Prompt Sixteen – Text Prompt Write a poem that is pretending to be something else, a set of instructions, a recipe, a letter, a news report, etc.   Come, visit me please   Dear Dad, Hope you’re well, but you know, I have a bone…