Rock, Paper, Scissors

Submitted by Jessie Gutierrez


Loop Poetry Challenge

There’s somethin’ comfortin’ about being face down on the ground,
Ground down by life’s natural violence,
Violence treated as commonplace; a happenstance of race.
Race you to the bottom – complacent in compliance.

Work to live (loop poetry challenge)

Alas, it’s time to work,
Work to pay the bills.
Bills I pay to live,
Live within a home.
Home where I relax,
Relax until it’s time,
Time to work again.

Weather: Loop poem.

Poetry challenge: Loop poem.

Winter has arrived

arrived with its freezing

freezing weather to bother

bother us all for months

Night sounds: loop poetry.

Posted for Post box poetry.

Poetry challenge: loop poem.

Hear the wind howl
howl through the trees
trees of the night
night no-one sees.

See not the shape
shape of the sounds
sounds of the night
night noise abounds.

The Story is Told: Loop Poem

Poetry challenge: loop poetry.

Of angels and demons,

demons in my view.

View of the world,

world of the living…

living and the dead.

Dead and gone

gone far away,

away and left me nothing.