Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
The Scream It seems like a dream Yet this really is the cream Standing here on the bridge Motionless Yet fear on an empty face
By Christopher Beard3 months ago in Poets
In a small shop on a quiet street, where time and patience often meet, an old man works with gentle hands, repairing clocks from distant lands.
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
There is a library of thoughts unsaid, where sentences go when they're left for dead. Ideas you had while in the shower,
We used to hear the silent notes That floated in the air between The hurried texts and online quotes - The music that remained unseen.
They promised me a perfect match, A soulmate found by code, They said that love was just a catch Upon this digital road.
The Deep Thinkers Who Breathe Through the Storm Part Two An Outstages Cafe They speak in sparks, not shallow streams,
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 months ago in Poets
Certain things In life just see It Circus full of clowns go be IT Can’t be choosing for their show Take your time…. Nice and slow
By Haychie_Artist3 months ago in Poets
I have your humor; I am quiet just like you I put it all together, a puzzle piece by piece I never want to, stir the waters blue
By Raine Fielder3 months ago in Poets
Morning dew still clings, crane’s cry cleaves the hush of dawn, autumn breath exhales.
By Printique Studios3 months ago in Poets
Sharing the night with something special, watching you rise above the skyline. Like a romantic setting, the moon is beautiful,
By Jerome Smith-Pula3 months ago in Poets
I speak in rhymes and mysteries Because that’s how I think My brain shittles riddles because it titillates my neurons It is how I do my best to get along in this world
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
We were the trees Sturdy on the land We gave life to one another We lived hand in hand The core of us the tree trunks
