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
By Raine Fielder3 months ago in Poets
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”
The Old Music Box It played a tune so soft, so low, It seemed to breathe, to hum, to cry, The lid was cracked, the paint was worn,
**The Day Your Eyes Forgot My Name** *The moment love turned into memory, and I learned that even the brightest eyes can forget what once felt like home.*
By Kashif Wazir3 months ago in Poets
Love me softly, like the whisper of dawn, when the world still sleeps and the sun has not yet learned to burn. Touch me gently,
