Free Verse

Unsurmountable Beauty
Why is it that life is cyclical? From work to home and back again like drones Is that how it always was? That feels empty sometimes, doesn’t it?
By Mo Darasiabout a year ago in Poets
Mind Holding
The kettle sat Long forgotten On the stove, Grime sitting on Once beautiful chrome, A lone scream Echoing down empty hall
By Katrina Thornleyabout a year ago in Poets
My Accolades
willingly lost in a moment led astray by a thought misguided by the notion that I am one with it surreal scenes of wonder
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
A Raindrop on Repeat. Top Story - September 2024.
Satin sheets cling to my sweaty skin. They would tell a tale of sin, but today it’s no such thing. My bed an empty vessel of vast memories of the past. I reach out to empty space, it’s nice but also sad. Melancholy manic thoughts wash over me, after scenes of gratuitousness play out. Looking at past failures and success I wonder what life is all about. My thoughts so loud they echo in this vast empty house. I long to hold one close, yet push away like a body builder lifting plates. I long and crave to have, yet spend and give my money away on frivolous amenities and vices each day. Then, I look and ask why neither love nor money choose to stay. I’ve had both and gave them all away.
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
The Moments That Make Up A Dull Day
𝄼𝄼 𝄼𝄼 𝄼𝄼 𝄼𝄼 Tick Tock Tick Tock How is it only twelve o'clock? Tick Tock Shit A stream of conscious?
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
Wind or Mind
Is it the wind that makes the sound or the mind that wakes me around It is not a distraction, but a magnetic pull drawing us in with or without our will
By Karun about a year ago in Poets
The beauty of love
We say we love. But for what degree? We say we love. But how much we love. For what point of love do we aim to go?
By Joe Bou Khalilabout a year ago in Poets
Those Autumn leaves
Best friends forever, we pledged As we walked amongst the Autumn leaves I Remember, when you gave me that great big, giant
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Poets
Restless
Why can’t I go to sleep? No, Stop, Breathe. Don’t agitate yourself, Stop thinking about it so much, Daydream,
By Rebecca Pattonabout a year ago in Poets
Fanciful whimsy
Barefoot, she dances upon clouds Her prowess with a sword is second to none She tilts at windmills, ousting candles upon the wind
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Poets
"WEALTH AND DEATH AND PEOPLE". Content Warning.
I write this prose to share my story. However, it is a story of many of our elders in 2024. We should respect all people, not just the rich or powerful.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Writing An Art Grant
Writing a book with a hook is not difficult for the adult or is it? Oh, sh-t! ~ I am not writing Seussian It is not an ordinary topic then
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets