Family

An Ode to Danny's Bidet 🚽🍻✨. Content Warning.
Oh, it’s true what they say, he swears by his ‘Bum Bum’ spray, In a world that’s gone mad, it’s the one thing that’s grand! With a sparkle and gleam, it’s Danny’s grand dream, Here’s to Danny, and his magic bidet!
By L.K. Rolan12 months ago in Poets
sigma love. Content Warning.
near blinded momentarily by strategic imitation be it meat or man that flattering thief between me and my one and only
By ⸘jason alan‽12 months ago in Poets
Your Birthday
You were beautiful the day you were born You taught me to be a mother You always smiled at me with that incredible grin You kindness and love towards others was what you were known for
By Susan Payton12 months ago in Poets
Loving Yourself
Tonight I peered into the mirror... I'm seeking a younger child who's lost! Dejected breathing, pondering if... that inner child is forever lost?
By The Schizophrenic Mom12 months ago in Poets
My Sister
The inside jokes Unspoken words Sent through the air by looks No one else will ever know me But you could write my book
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro12 months ago in Poets
It's Not Like I Didn't Think About It
It's not like I didn't think about it, or that I had no reference point, but the magnitude of the emotions and the depth of my feelings for you
By F Cade Swanson12 months ago in Poets
What is Love?
On Valentine's Day, my friend asked, "What does being loved mean to you?" I softly smiled at the whisper that only I could hear, so true.
By The Schizophrenic Mom12 months ago in Poets
from '95 till my end
I never sought out love- Because I was delivered into it- Blessed to have home be my sanctuary- Humbled by its' consistency-
By Jada Ferguson12 months ago in Poets
Life's Ultimatum
Love's such a wonderful treasure. It grows and blooms in floral bliss Those blessed enough, finding it, Should hold onto it's so brief kiss.
By The Schizophrenic Mom12 months ago in Poets
Till the Very Last Breath
I sit by the bed and watch you breathe, your chest, rising and falling with the rhythm of my soul. Your hand in mine,
By Cathy holmes12 months ago in Poets
Love recharge
Dear youngest daughter, After 2 divorces that could not be avoided, you still bring me joy. I need it. Your innocence and exuberance
By Heather Scott12 months ago in Poets
Elegy for the Unwinding
verture: The Music Box How can I let go when the gears still turn, when your ghost is a melody that refuses to unwind?
By K. B. 12 months ago in Poets