Tag: #amwritingpoetry

The Beast in Me

Come to me, you wild beast,
You whirling storm of beauty
Battered, scarred, bruised and teased
You grew beyond majesty

Wide, cold skies weep for you
In pain, relief and sorrow
Rage rumbles, deep and true
No gods will reign tomorrow

Nor hold you trapped in caves
Where man’s faithless, dank pride grips
Where the ceaseless lie staves
Off a small apocalypse

Come, fly free, fly stronger
You’ve broken stone and cruel fate
Breed your courage longer
Your kind, for you, yet await


Quarter Crazy Marathon
Quarter 3 - 2020
Prompt 6 - 2pm EST

Prompt #6: Picture Prompt

No Pressure

Relaxation
(i remind myself)
is the key to Beauty

timed tests
and pressures
might create infinite
diamonds
(but only over time)

fissures
cracks
flaws

(We must realize)
are the inevitable
result
of

TOO MUCH
TOO FAST
TOO SOON

There are bromides
for everything

Fences sat upon
in great uncertainty

As winds or breezes,
ice or snow
rain or sunshine fall

As the sense 
of infinite plausibility
wends round-and-round

A fence to guard
A carousel
A barrier for safety
or for holding back wishes?

Draw strength from
your uncertainty
embrace the miasmic

Nonsense
that wakes you
stalls you
shields you

and realize
that

in the exchange -
in the embrace -
in the reverse lifestyle
(from all you’ve been urged)

YOU DEVOTE
YOUR LIFE
TO BEAUTY


Quarter Crazy Marathon
Quarter 3 - 2020
Prompt 5 - 1pm EST

Prompt #5: Use at least 8 (or all) of the following words in your poem:
fence, uncertainty, devote, ice, draw, reverse, nonsense, exchange, infinite, relaxation, wind, bathtub, lifestyle, guitar, realize

Blue-and-Red


Blue sand underfoot
Chilled children’s drinks drain away
Boiling crabs blush bright red


Quarter Crazy Marathon
Quarter 3 - 2020
Prompt 4 - 12pm EST

Prompt #4: Write a poem about blue sand and red crabs
**This prompt came from Writerswrite.com

Silver Linings

There were so many moments shared with you
Long walks through Montreal, Toronto, too
Night drives on cobbled streets in Buffalo
And never, then, did others know of you

I shirk to show the bruises, faded, old
And gone from view; so much I never told
‘A silver lining,’ ‘True Love Conquers’ - so
I lived, trusted your eyes of em’rald-gold

I trusted in your reason and your mind,
Expected love - but never love maligned
The whirlwind I became to remain free
Upheld, punished - still, through all, I was blind

A silver lining brightened every day
But not from you and that tumult’ous play
The brightness, love existed but in me
Your bitter words spawned with me dark affray

We should have parted, been no more than friends
If but we wished to find harmon’ous ends
Yet, all I have now is a memory
Devoid of hopes to, one day, make amends

With no way back, with truth, I move ahead
Peek back proves I, that silver lining led
And I, my own responsibility
Free from the man I wish I’d never wed


Quarter Crazy Marathon
Quarter 3 - 2020
Prompt 3 - 11am EST
Music Prompt - Response to 
My Silver Lining by First Aid Kit

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A Sonnet in Pink

’Tis true, I never thought to think, to dream,
To find the words while crafting this, midstream;
And yet, t’was but one color that did seem
To reach, inspire, set my mind agleam:

Soft, cotton-candy clouds in summer skies;
The bright, exotic skin that dragons prize;
The flesh that lovers yearn to tantalize;
A sweet explosion calls to butterflies -

All wild, soft or misty gleam is theirs.
How can one dare to own, when the world shares,
When all of femininity are heirs,
When cyan, tangerine burst fiercer flares?

And still, I find I cannot double-think
The myriad, effluent hue of pink.
Quarter Crazy Marathon
Quarter 3 - August 15, 2020
Prompt 2 - 10am EST 
Write a Sonnet

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numbers divided

five days ago
i wrote to you
wishing I’d hear from you

three weeks ago
you wrote to me
but, one word will never do

nine years ago
we scened but once
i fell so hard for you

eight years age-difference
seemed zero
there was none one could do

in all that time
and all these years
i never wished from you to part

and i will say
this honestly:
i couldn’t muster a fresh start

t'was hardly fair
to you or me -
what rules a lover’s heart?

when memories,
day-terrors shook,
took hold, our mind and lives we thwart

and dismay now
is lasting grief
so little left, have we to show

from years of love
of dreams dreamt well
shoved into corners, urged to grow

this madness left
of why we split
of i insisting that you’d go

was spawned of love
for, split we were
now, negative is all i know

Quarter Crazy Marathon
Quarter 3 – Saturday, August 15, 2020
Prompt 1 – 9am EST

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