poetry in progress
Note: This poem was written for the Ode to Ordinary Challenge. The Prompt: Write an ode to an ordinary object. ❀❀❀❀❀ We met in the Winter of your life
By Poppy 2 years ago in Poets
I stare at the empty coffin Wondering how a person’s Heart can die but Their body can go on to Dye their whole appearance
Note: The original version of this can be found below. ❀❀❀❀❀ Him An unwavering gaze Settling on me like A pool of sunshine
Welcome back to Poppy's Preferences :) If you're new here, let me introduce you to the purpose of this series. Poppy's Preferences shares some recent stories published in the Poets community that I really enjoyed. Most of these don't have many reads but I usually can't help mention a couple that already have some reads/comments but deserve way more.
If I am the clay You are the potter And I am trying desperately Not to mirror your mould But toxicity reaps Toxicity Someone facing
It had been centuries since my story had been told. Centuries since my name had been uttered. Centuries since the true origin of storms had been shared.
By Poppy 2 years ago in Fiction
You’re allowed to Strangle me but If I point out the Rope burns then I’m being toxic ❀ You can cut me open But if I scream
You weave your manipulations Like chainmail Under, over, under, over Lie, sob story, fabrication, guilt trip ❀ You can paint a pretty halo
It makes sense really ❀ You always ran from Your problems Turning your back on them And using distance as Your weapon
Welcome back to Poppy's Preferences :) This week I didn't find as many creators that were new to me but definitely stumbled across some beautiful poems. Please check out the links below and look at the poets' profiles too!
Note: This poem is another entry in Real Poetic's Mini Challenge which you can find here. The Prompt: Explore the theme of your greatest fear.
