the body #2023poetrymarathon #prompthour14

What should we do with the body After the vultures have gone Poked, prodded and abandoned Of all dignity shorn. The crematoriums are bursting The pyres have all been lit They fill the graves and rivers Hoping the gods do their bit (Where do the…

Mother Earth (hour 14, prompt 14)

Mother Earth is watching Every move you ever make Every thought you ever have And each dream you forsake She knows the things you’ve sacrificed She knows each time you’ve shattered Each time you’ve been made to feel Like you never really mattered Mother Earth,…

The Land Is The Mother We Need

I have always thought of nature as a mother A mother who loves like no other Someone who caresses when her child is weak and plants a kiss in every cheek The flora and fauna will always be our “go to” friend who willingly extends…

Dying in Hollywood

A new Hollywood apartment. My parents came to visit one January. My father discovered plants dying on my back patio. He was disgusted with me. “They are not mine!” I affirmed. “They are now!” he said, furiously watering them. I reflect on those plants from…

The Land Knows

prompt 14 They say the land knows you, even when you are lost, but what good does that do when you do not know yourself? A wanderer can only wander for so long before his traveling become his identity. -h.e.m.

Dear Old Self

You should have said no when they asked you to lie Or screamed to their faces it’s their fault, don’t be shy You should have bought your father slippers on the time it’s needed Maybe he’d be happier would have bragged and smiled Remember when…