Family

Manchester United
Manchester United In a land where legends chase every goal, United in passion, we’re one perfect whole. From Best’s magic days to Cantona’s flair,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
She Like The Wolf
Fierce, pure, and monogamous, she is a keeper of death to bring forth new life Her long and slender legs cascade with white laden-fur all the way down to her large paws-much bigger than any courtyard ladies’ paws.
By Tony Martelloabout a year ago in Poets
Forever in My Heart
"A Heartfelt Goodbye: Remembering Blacky" Dear Blacky, I write through tears, Seven days since you left my years. Gone beyond the rainbow’s gate,
By mureed hussainabout a year ago in Poets
Life at War
The sky is a slate of smoke-filled gray, mud-caked boots wear heavy, and every breath tastes of ash. Here, the wind carries whispers,
By Denise Larkinabout a year ago in Poets
Silent Scars
Stop! It was an early Friday evening, the sun was going down, The smell of dinner drifted warmly over town. Mum had done the shopping, Dad was home from work,
By Cindy🎀about a year ago in Poets
My Past Life
In the silence of forgotten years, I trace the echoes, soft and clear. A soul once roamed in lands untold, In dreams of silver, stories bold. The shadows whisper of times long past, Of love and loss that didn’t last. A different face, a different name, Yet something lingers, still the same. I walked through streets I can’t recall, Felt every rise, each gentle fall. Faces fade like distant stars, But their presence leaves invisible scars. The air was thick with hopes and fears, A lifetime spent in joyful tears. I saw the world with younger eyes, Underneath those ever-changing skies. In the depths of a quiet mind, There lies a truth I cannot find. Perhaps I lived, or maybe dreamed, In another life, or so it seemed. The past, a mirror cracked with age, Each fragment holds a hidden page. I wonder now, as shadows creep, What secrets from my past still sleep.
By zulfi buxabout a year ago in Poets
Family Christmas
Pumpkins on the porch soon turn into mush We procrastinated on Christmas shopping so there was always a last minute rush.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets
Upgrade Your Home with a Modern Modular Kitchen
A modular kitchen is a smart and stylish way to enhance the functionality and aesthetics of your home. Designed with pre-made modules or units that fit together seamlessly, modular kitchens offer both practicality and elegance. Here’s why upgrading to a modular kitchen could be the perfect choice for you.
By Cook Scapeabout a year ago in Poets
Two Years - Skating
In 2023, someone I know took a photograph of me and my girl and sent it to me. A year later, the same person took a photograph of me and my girl in 2024 and sent it to me. This gesture was kind and unexpected both times. It was taken by another dad who has girls of his own. I truly appreciate the kindness that he, both years, has shown.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Baby Moon
Baby brow furrows and eyebrows rise. A pinhole of moonlight skims through winter window pane, kissing baby cheek discreetly. Tiny freckle on baby’s face appears to fall like snow, with silky baby grins. Blanket of snow rests outside. Mother’s finger traces the delicate ear of baby. Father hums a low tune, to sooth and praise the night. He rests his rough hand on his wife’s shoulder. Smell of hot chocolate beckons from a small white table. Baby’s room is colorful with kites and singing rainbows. This particular baby doesn’t seem to be as sleepy as her parents. The husband whispers to his family, “Merry Christmas Eve!”
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Roots of Love
In gentle arms, a child once lay, Parents watch, as night turns day. Guiding hands, so warm and strong, Their whispered dreams, a lifelong song.
By mureed hussainabout a year ago in Poets
Pit Brow Lasses
Pit Brow Lasses In the cold dark pits where the coal dust lies, Beneath the weight of darkest skies, The pit brow lasses toil, their faces worn,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets