18. Out of Order – The Poetry Marathon

Out of sorts

Poetry writing

In all kinds of ways

Some inspired

Many prompted

I wonder if I will see the break of day.

16 hours for the summer solstice

This is quite a feat

To stay up all night and day without missing a beat

Of the music

It started out with a soundtrack that ended.

As it got too late.

The music was all in my mind and I traded it for quiet.

I need to recheck my spelling and grammar.

All in all this is a feeling like to other.

Thank you to the creators of this glorious challenge.

To write to our hearts content with as little or as much flow.

I am so happy to have made it through 26 plus poems for a marathon worth its weight in gold.

My eyes are blurry and my hands are weak, yet this is the happiest I have been in weeks.

Once a year we dedicate an entire one day to Poetry… A national holiday near and dear to my heart.

Adieu till next year…

Sweet Slumber and Good Night to all.

May your poems rest tonight in the company of more than a few and tomorrow be shared and multiplied too…

You made it.