i put half a sandwich in my pocket cheese and chicken loaf; jacket, left and stumbled into the dark i ended up at the end of my street
By Brenabout a year ago in Poets
Watch, keys, wallet, phone. I woke up late today Forgot to set an alarm clock I was in the celebration zone. Keys, wallet, phone, watch.
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
I cannot sleep for I dream as I wake There is no one here but a reflection in the lake The travels are long and the mind weighs heavy
By J. K. Andersonabout a year ago in Poets
A faraway wind scares limbs of trees Bellow's hallow, like hallow's eve Fractured branches Late Summer's tease Unlike the hush of this season's breeze
By Marilyn Gloverabout a year ago in Poets
In a world where fashion spins, A tale of a woman, weary and thin, Shopping, she thought, "Not today," But fate had other plans, in a playful way.
By Yvonne Padmos about a year ago in Poets
You look at me askance As we dance To the limerence in each other’s eyes Sometimes I see what’s on your mind But I promise, there’s no lies
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Bodacious Serendipity was the deputy in town. You would never ever see him wearing a frown. He was all smiles, and was just a really chipper dude,
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
In a land where dreams and tales unfold, Lived Mera, a writer with stories of gold. Her pen was magic, her words a spell, In every line, enchantments would dwell.
INSIPID II They write.. Such gorgeous lines.. With curves wrapping 'round a waiting mind.. They loop about and fly and dive,
By Victor Mendezabout a year ago in Poets
laugh or lie hard hearts melt as pains soften and you reach the sky melody flows gently beats with volume high I did smile after a long while
By Karun about a year ago in Poets
The Untouched Face of AlessandroOn that moonlit boat, beneath endless skies, He stood like a statue carved by gods, so alive.
By Noreenabout a year ago in Poets
I can’t believe you’re Fifteen, I remember when you were 2! I’d hoped you’d Never Grow Up; Now, I hope you never Change because you have Style and A Perfectly Good Heart.
By Kelsi Smoakabout a year ago in Poets
