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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My Heatwave Solutions
My Heatwave Solutions If I had a swimming pool, I’d live on a floating thingymabob, Eat, sleep, drift, no fuss, no rules,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Skinny Dipping You And Me
Skinny Dipping You And Me for the ones who never needed clothes to feel brave Let’s go then, skin to salt, breath to breeze,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Bedrail Of A Father Hurts The Son
The Bedrail Of A Father Hurts The Son He lies there, king unseated, fading under dim-lit care, the empire he once guarded
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Yesterday’s Moon, Tomorrow’s Sunset
Yesterday’s Moon, Tomorrow’s Sunset Yesterday’s moon came through the gap in curtains I forgot to close I sat on the edge of my bed and thought
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
One Stone Down in 2 weeks
One Stone Down in 2 weeks One stone down and I’m not done I’ve only just begun to run from every scare that dared to warn
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
My Midnight Drabble
The Midnight Feast Candles flickered on silver trays. Grapes glistened, cakes steamed, and a roast turned by itself. I sat barefoot in moonlight, surrounded by creatures in gowns and masks—foxes, hares, a boy with stars for eyes. Laughter echoed like wind in silk. I ate cherries that bled ink, drank from a goblet that refilled with my favorite taste. Someone whispered, “Don’t wake up.”But I did.
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Man Who Tried to Be a Thug
The Man Who Tried to Be a Thug I wore the hood, I played it mean kept one eye sharp, the other lean I walked like I could take a swing
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Sun Has Changed Its Mind
The Sun Has Changed Its Mind The sun has changed its mind, I swear it used to kiss, now it devours heat in the bones by eight a.m.
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
I Was Born to Be Me, And Free
I Was Born to Be Me, And Free I was, I was born to be me not shaped by your hands not bent at the knee I was, I was born to be free
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Day the Love Died
The Day the Love Died No thunderclap, no curtain fall just silence swelling down the hall a look, too long, too cold to mend
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Power in the Wrong Hands
Power in the Wrong Hands They speak of peace with lies in tongues while oiling wheels of loaded guns their fingers twitch on coded keys
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Let Me Paint Me A New Life
Let Me Paint Me A New Life If a picture paints so many words my picture would be my mistakes neglecting my health my diet
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets

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My Heatwave Solutions

Skinny Dipping You And Me

The Bedrail Of A Father Hurts The Son

Yesterday’s Moon, Tomorrow’s Sunset

One Stone Down in 2 weeks

My Midnight Drabble

The Man Who Tried to Be a Thug

The Sun Has Changed Its Mind

I Was Born to Be Me, And Free

The Day the Love Died

Power in the Wrong Hands

Let Me Paint Me A New Life

Achievements (2)