I’ve stayed awake all day, and night Tis’ the 24th hour and I’ve survived Some have failed, so many of us succeeded Through our eyes the coffees bled And whilst, most full marathoners will be running off to lay their weary…
Tag: PoetryMarathon2016
Asleep
The sleep of the dead, Begins as others awake. Still, dreamless slumber Restores the deprivation. This lack of sleep – Slowly, dreams begin A thin coat of sweat covers me. The sun makes its appearance known, Prying through my eyelids. Sounds of life outside –…
Endings Are Beautiful
The road ends To a destination If not Then a decision To begin again The dream ends To wake us up To turn them true Create something new A life ends Makes us realize Everything will be left So live in the while…
Hour 24 – Just Me
In Bitter Darkness In bitter darkness dwells a troubled mind. While longing for a true love to adore, Deep loneliness is all that it can find. Sweet fantasies play brief and then rewind, Deep midnight dreams upon a rocky shore, In bitter darkness dwells a…
Chat Room
Wake up and welcome! Come in to renew. This is a safe place To say what’s important to say. Non-judgemental and empathetic friends, Spend lonely hours of the night Talking, laughing Sharing, caring Painting word pictures, With every key stroke made. Beautifully smart people –…
Done Wandering
I am done with wandering! Those mystical creatures have abandoned me They have flown away. I am done with Wandering The night sky has become too dark Those stars are packing their bags its time to go home. I am done with wandering…
night is for sleeping
Night is for sleeping, not worrying, or weeping. Night is for dreaming, for healing, believing. It gives itself over to Sun for safe~keeping Night is for subconsciousness, it’s sorting, and up~keeping. Night is for deliverance~ Night is for Sleeping. …
The Night is for Sleeping
The night is for releasing Our day’s stress as we breathe The night is for snuggling Together, limbs entwined The night is for sleeping Under darkened skies.
Letter Written From the Edge of Delirium
Dear 1986 Self, I was once told I had a bright future, But I never bought the shades or learned to read the map, so losing my way has been the least of my worries. Though your effort noble, the dissipation of faith in (of…
A letter from Tillie G
Dear Laurie It has come to.my attention that you have enjoyed the Poetry Marathon thus far. Congratulations on your strong start. Your confidence was evident in the early writings. Unfortunately, you faltered on the Pantoum and your writings have progressively deteriorated from this point. Early…