Sitting here waiting for my brother to be done He is having an assessment, and I'm sure it's not fun I drive a Chevy My Grandson says it's heavy
By Denise E Lindquist2 months ago in Poets
My third eye glazes over As the world grows colder A smoldering mass destroying us Societal entropy has a hold of me All I want to do is write and bring joy
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets
My roots were never just soil and history. They were the hands that held me steady, the prayers spoken before I knew my own name,
By Marcus Hill2 months ago in Poets
Monroe succulent, also known as chubby little stone flower, has a natural, gentle beauty. With the light green color of the leaves, the pink, white, and yellow colors of the flowers will brighten up any space.
By HieuDinh2 months ago in Poets
If tomorrow comes and I'm not here here's the truth I hope you'll keep. You were never too much for this world. Not once. Not ever. Hold that deep.
By Sara Wilson2 months ago in Poets
A chance to say a thank you and show gratitude for what we have now. ****** Thinking of how we allow various notes on living and
By Mark Graham2 months ago in Poets
I was 4 years old the first time a man ruined my worth. Sitting on the knee of my ‘uncle,’ confused by his hand. “I love you so much. Don’t tell, or your mom will get hurt.”
By Hope Martin2 months ago in Poets
Last of the first, I am. Sired by one whose charm Hopelessly beguiled all And left vows in tatters. Supported by one whose
By Dana Crandell2 months ago in Poets
The bowl sits between us, cool enamel chipped in places where time pressed too hard. The peas wait inside their green jackets, fat as little secrets. We snap them open one by one, thumbs working without needing to think.
By Taylor Ward2 months ago in Poets
I’m sorry. I'm sorry for not reaching out, I’m sorry you were hurting. I’m sorry that losing you brought me back.
By Jennisea Redfield2 months ago in Poets
Rooted from the start with strong family values and a musical foundation. Learning Growing Playing * Branching out with friends
By Julie Lacksonen2 months ago in Poets
We’ve landed on this strange land It seems abandoned, lonely I see no others, wife No females, males, or young We are all alone, without companions
By Alexandra Grant2 months ago in Poets
