Don’t know much about my family, It remains a bit of a mystery. The real height of our tree, It is unknown to me. ____________________________________________
By Raphael Fontenelle3 months ago in Poets
I have your humor; I am quiet just like you I put it all together, a puzzle piece by piece I never want to, stir the waters blue
By Raine Fielder3 months ago in Poets
I speak in rhymes and mysteries Because that’s how I think My brain shittles riddles because it titillates my neurons It is how I do my best to get along in this world
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Yes, it's true, I am a berry picker from way back My mother paid us to pick berries. There was no slack She would pay by the pail. My brother would wail
By Denise E Lindquist3 months ago in Poets
We were the trees Sturdy on the land We gave life to one another We lived hand in hand The core of us the tree trunks
Once I had it all But it somehow got away I didn’t make that call It was a happy fall A year ago today Once I had it all
Pray for Jamaica The skies have cried too long this week, their tears have drowned the singing fields, the rivers roared like restless drums,
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
Some of the greatest memories are holidays with my aunt Alice. Your stomach was bound to pop at her food palace. Alice’s house is where we had family get togethers.
By Joe Patterson3 months ago in Poets
Lil' Nugget is the newest addition to our countryside family, We may not have much but we will treat her happily. She came into our lives with nary a sound,
By Toby Heward3 months ago in Poets
I gather the puzzle pieces. Not the ones he broke... but the ones we placed together. Quiet afternoons where silence felt like safety.
By Sara Wilson3 months ago in Poets
Some are bent or broken But each branch is part of me Rooted in the soil of complete complexity Twigs of truth and wisdom blended
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
The grands were here last night It was spooky out there, right? “No Grandma, it wasn’t, it was still light”
