This is a total experiment and may be a bit clunky. Could I do a conversation as a villanelle between two cranky characters?
By Mike Singleton đ Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Everyone knows how much I love my lovely locks, they are my crowning glory Sister, may we please practice the snipping of hair, upon your glorious well pruned head
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Poets
first bee sting, scraped knee juice dripping down your chin fresh lemon floor cleaner, chairs stacked on the kitchen table
By M.B. Arthur2 years ago in Poets
Why do you insist upon this meter? I love the way it rolls from my tongue, sir! This âjingle, jangleâ scheme appeals to you?
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Poets
In the quietude of night, where shadows dance, A beacon rises, a celestial chance. A moon lamp glows, ethereal light, Guiding dreams through the velvet night.
By GiftsFlash.com2 years ago in Poets
Mom, dad⊠Iâm a little confused. About what? Yes honey, whatâs the matter? She is a girl, he is a boy, but they do not define themselves as either.
By BrettNotGreg2 years ago in Poets
Oh? Thatâs all you want? A little injection of trust? Well, I suppose I must explain to you Since youâre new How to earn that for which you yearn
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Poets
A bee in the sticky stillness of the morning Circling my coffee and my head Bright colors draw him to paper flowers and the false hope of something sweet
By Aras2 years ago in Poets
A Childhood Movie Watched Through Adult Eyes Bring Fond Memories A Nostalgia's Embrace And Echoes of Childhood Laughter.
By Staringale2 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I feel like my life is wasting away. Like I haven't accomplished anything in my 23 years of life so far. I want to chase after my dreams so badly, but ever since covid happened I cannot force myself to do anything productive. Sure I have fun and party and drink and act a mess every chance I get (that is great fun ngl) but what about my long term goals and happiness? Before I used to blame my laziness; now it feels like there's a million things in my way. Permanently stuck in a rough patch with no motivation and no energy.
By mimito2 years ago in Poets
plate or shrimp or plate of shrimp (out) got me a shrimp cocktail (of) love me some shrimp crackers (the)
By Bren2 years ago in Poets
My Coffee Cup Tree Wouldnât it be nice to grow coffee cups on trees sweetened with some honey from the friendly bumble bees
By Paula Rowlands2 years ago in Poets
