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Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.

Gratitude
Gratitude's gentle touch, Unlocks doors, a golden key, Blessings bloom like spring.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Foundations
Foundations of dreams, One brick laid, no remorse, Hope's spark, brightly beams, In every heart, dreams take course, Life's castles rise, hope's gentle force.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
LETTER TO THE BROKEN HEART
Dear broken heart; I know you haven't heard from me in a long time, but it wasn't because of my absence, they weren't those kinds of moments where someone like me could be present; Even though I was, you didn't perceive me the same way, and that's okay.
By JESSICA NNAMAH2 years ago in Poets
Sea Glass Girls
Introduction Sea Glass From The Past is a wonderful find in Whitby. I wrote about the shop (see below) and have included my friend Les's story at the end that inspired me to visit the shop.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Obsessed with notifying . Content Warning.
There’s a person obsessed with notifying me. He must have drank some bad tea. He is very greedy. He says his comments are constructive criticism.
By Joe Mann2 years ago in Poets
A Bad Dream...
She awoke in the dead of the night, From a haze of a dream. She remained in fright. From memories that made her scream.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Black Cat
This one is a little personal for me. I hope you enjoy it. ________________________________________ The poor black cat hissed.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Full Moon Magic
The beauty of a full moon is quite something. She manages to stand still in a light of her own. The magic of the moon is absolutely breathtaking.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Touch of night
28 January, 2022, past midnight Touch of night Darkness of night, Hold me tight, Draw me into your arms! *** Satin and song,
By Cyrus2 years ago in Poets
The book I Wanted to read
I knew in my heart The book sat waiting Yet time slipped through I wanted to flippthe page my heart skipped a beat It called out to me
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
The Walton's Christmas Homecoming
Here is an acrostic poem describing 'The Homecoming A Walton's Christmas. T is for the thoughtfulness of this family during a very hard time in this nation's history.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Poets
Whispered Spell
Witch's whispered spell, Beneath the moon's mystic swell, Love's elixir pours, In the heart's secret contours, Enchantment blooms, forevermore.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets