Marie381Uk

Joined March 2020

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I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

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Money talks when voices can’t
Money talks when voices can’t Money speaks where blood runs thin, buys the lies, sells out the skin. Silence falls, but cash won’t wait,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Witches Killed Him
The Witches Killed Him The witches killed him, not the flies that descended from the bluest skies They watched with hollow, empty eyes
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
WHEN THE SKY TURNS AGAINST US
WHEN THE SKY TURNS AGAINST US The sky is broken and no one listens storms claw at the oceans, tearing them thin rivers rise without warning, drowning towns
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Nowhere Land
Nowhere Land It’s a nowhere land, out past the noise, where the lost hang out without a choice, no signposts, no finish lines,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Why am I in the dark, Vocal?
Why am I in the dark, Vocal? I remember the enjoyment of writing poetry, knowing I would show no one. Then I decided to share, I put lots of poetry out there. People loved it. I gave it my all. Joining Vocal was the best day of all. Yet even though my work was and is good, I am held back by Vocal. I feel just not good enough. Maybe it’s just a passing thing, maybe. Maybe it will right itself or again be a praised thing. Vocal really should treat all the same, not put the same names up there every week to win and get all the fame. We all deserve a little praise as we write our hearts out on good and bad days. We pay the same yearly fees, so treat us all right. My poetry at least deserves that right.
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Critique
A Visitor Without a Name
A Visitor Without a Name They say a stranger crossed the dark, a frozen trace of distant spark, no flag, no claim, no guiding hand,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Feeling Invisible on Vocal
Feeling Invisible on Vocal There was a time when I felt part of this community. When people read my work, left comments, and helped my poems reach others. I loved sharing my words here.
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Fiction
Then ventriloquist dummy
Then ventriloquist dummy He swayed on cracked pavement, pint too full, Words slurred from lips that weren’t his own. “Say something, mate,” he nudged the wooden grin beside him.
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Smile You Bought
The Smile You Bought You called me wicked, said it like a prayer, as if breaking me was some kind of dare. I smiled, I swear I did,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Rain ruined the cake
The Rain ruined the cake I baked a cake for us to share set out the chairs, the table bare the plates were waiting side by side
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Then Came The Summer Rain
Then Came The Summer Rain The sky hung low in quiet dread cold streets where broken footsteps bled walls wore stains of days gone wrong
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
July’s Gentle Heart
July’s Gentle Heart Sunlight spills through open doors laughter hums along the floors hands in hands, no need to roam July has made our hearts a home
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets

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Money talks when voices can’t

The Witches Killed Him

WHEN THE SKY TURNS AGAINST US

Nowhere Land

Why am I in the dark, Vocal?

A Visitor Without a Name

Feeling Invisible on Vocal

Then ventriloquist dummy

The Smile You Bought

The Rain ruined the cake

Then Came The Summer Rain

July’s Gentle Heart

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