I never meant to write poems, I’m just tracing my own experience and somehow it reads like a poem I don’t try to be a poet
By Quinn Holm3 months ago in Poets
He stalks at twilight Old Roger, the soap dodger with poisonous shite * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: I won't ever apologise. It had to be done.
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Poets
When time has compressed me to stone, and my skeleton’s part of the cliff, the wind will begin its slow work, composing its elegy if.
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
Atmospheric electricity Skin licked in a limning of cold flame Greyscale coruscating across shrouded skin Charging aged fur and whiskers
By K.B. Silver 3 months ago in Poets
Granted, I have quite a drinking problem But it’s eccentric, marginalized, strange; As surely as red leaves fall in autumn
By D. J. Reddall3 months ago in Poets
Dear Moon, You always arrive without knocking — slipping through my curtains like breath, turning my clutter into constellations.
By Rai Sohaib 3 months ago in Poets
You clicked for a thrill, a escape from the stress, A moment of pleasure, a way to decompress. But the minutes turned hours, the buzz didn't last,
Forget the grand and fiery inspiration's spark, Forget the motivational words that ring in dark. For discipline is not a feeling, not a mood,
We don’t live in the same America. There’s the one they built on paper, and the one we built out of survival. Theirs has inheritance,
By Cadma3 months ago in Poets
Peaking forbidden Unseen welcome others not And yet here I am...
By Pōlani Monderen 3 months ago in Poets
The monstrous darkness frightened me at first Shadowy fingers seemed to close 'round me Imagining an ancient, unslaked thirst
Introduction An Ekphrastic Terza Rima for Archibald Thorne's "A Black Cat" Challenge, which you can take part in here:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
