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Morning Coffee
I am greeted, With the warm smell, Of roasted coffee beans, I gently pour my morning cup, It is begging for a taste! I mix in the milk and sugar,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
Postcard
*** Happy Monday, everyone! Sometimes inspiration strikes with a single word, or in this case, five words. This poem was inspired by Poppy's Prompts #5.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
Mind Over Matter
* on days I'm feeling very small I cast my shadow on the wall so, to my enemies and all appear as if I'm 10 foot tall
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Survivor
I am dead. Dead and gone and yet still I live on, They say. Perhaps they are right, but my towering might, My fierce "run-for-cover", teeth like no other
By Hannah Moore2 years ago in Poets
'We don't have a life to make decisions...; we have a life to...
"In public spaces, seeking essence bold, Through lenses fresh, the world unfolds. Vibrant colors, dancing shadows play,
By Patty4120242 years ago in Poets
The Very Last Star Wars Haiku
Note: Yes, I have been busy with quite a few other things with the approach of summer. I have still been dumping (sad word) books and trying to find a new place. A move might be on the docket, but I could not forget my Vocal fans, despite all the recent technical problems.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
The Shadows of Whispering Pines. Content Warning.
In the heart of the ancient forest, where the shadows whispered secrets and the pines murmured tales of old, lay the enigmatic Whispering Pines—a realm of mystery and darkness shrouded in the embrace of nature. Its tangled undergrowth and looming trees bore witness to centuries of forgotten whispers and unseen forces that danced among the shadows.
By Dannie2 years ago in Poets
Cappuccino Dreams
In the cozy corner of the café, Where sunlight dances on the frothy sea, I sip my cappuccino, warm and sweet, A symphony of flavors, a morning treat.
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets
Purple…
if you want to know what is my favorite color? what is it? purple…. i always love the color since I was a child.. I couldn’t tell how much I love purple so much!
By Meghan LeVaughn 2 years ago in Poets
I am a Tree
Ever since I was little My souls been screaming inside Longing to be a part of This world that I hide. I bent my head and tried
By Lane Burns2 years ago in Poets
After the Beep. Top Story - May 2024.
My ghost likes to roam and chase inky dreams. If shaken awake, it screams many screams. - So please don’t disturb,
By J. Jay2 years ago in Poets
Student & Teacher Everlasting
We are each given a mission ... Some are immediately alert , focused, & making progress daily... Some are driven off course & will wake up eventually, and finish where they left off... Some may never attempt to complete it, due to denial, fear, lack of faith, low self esteem....
By ITS YOUR DESTINY TV2 years ago in Poets