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ISTP "The True Virtuoso"
With keenest eye the world I do dissect, A craftsman's mind, with logic's hand I wield, Though doubts may linger, whispers I suspect,
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
Blessed Are the Makers
Blessed are the makers Especially those that shakedown the takers In a world full of fakers They are the ones that capture the vaper
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The Grilled Cheese
Thoughts of melted cheese Image the crunch of potato chips Along with pangs of hunger With friends Ketchup slathered on the inside
By NJ2 years ago in Poets
The lion and the fox
In the heart of the wild, where the tall grasses grow, There lived a lion, proud and strong, with a mane aglow. He roamed the savannah, the king of all he surveyed, Feared by all creatures, his power never swayed.
By “M”2 years ago in Poets
If They Could Speak
If animals speak, Would everyone's troubles grow small? Or would we spiral, Into a forbidden chaos? ----- ------- -----
By J. K. Anderson2 years ago in Poets
Shared Spaces
We're a collection of cosmic humanity different colors and different races With a vastness of varieties sharing a world of common spaces
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Melodies of the Hallyu Wave
In the land where cherry blossoms sway, And tales of love enchant the day, There lies a world of melodies sweet, Where hearts entwine and dreams meet.
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, Mirror On the stand Tell me If you can Who is The one That has Already gone Over to the Dark side To live
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
It's A Wild, Wild, Wild, Wild World
Go west young man, find your future, face your fears. Thats the common known consensus, of the doers, through the years. Chase your dreams and your adventures, leaving tales worthy to tell. Leaving nothing but ambition marking your path out of hell.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Magic Corn
Zea mays everta ain't your average kernel Its raison d'être crops from heat internal After 400 degrees of insistent Fahrenheit
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Day #11: Challenge
CHALLENGE #1: OBJECT WRITING Day 11/14 “WHEN” Writing 5 minutes – “Late Evening” Maybe it was the late evening or too much wine or the music with the driving beat, but I felt indestructible and restless, filled with the heartbeat of creativity and emotion I couldn’t explain.
By KJ Aartila2 years ago in Poets
ISTP "The Silent Solver"
With stoic gaze, the ISTP doth stand, A silent soul, with secrets close at hand. They wield their logic, a most keenest blade,
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets