Free Verse

"MEMORIES OF A DEPLETED FRIENDSHIP"
This prose reflects upon two childhood friends who took different roads in life. They cannot communicate because they have grown apart with different lifestyles and different viewpoints on politics and life.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
The Avenue
Hello little finch, a letter for me? I wasn't expecting though...let me see. Gosh! You have come to the wrong address! Your destination is far away from here..
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
Is a Hot Dog a Sandwich?
Is a hot dog a sandwich? I really can’t see, why it sits in the bun like a half-fallen tree. The hot dog family
By S.E.Linn2 years ago in Poets
Sigurd's Dream. Top Story - March 2024.
The dead greeted me in the early morning with their delicate songs of Valhalla, as the wind awoke me from my blinding dreams of paradise.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
I Am A Child of the Wind, Part Four
I am a child of the Wind. Does the wind follow me? In the suburbs of Chicago, in high school, the wind blew in my face
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
Made//Unmade
Everything I make destroys me on the look back. I erase myself like the dot of an i. I forget how it felt to shiver in the rewrite, to blink
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Poets
Love is for everyone
Life is beauty, As so is love. Enjoy it in your heart, To always last. Life is like a butterfly, She is cute and innocent.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
Scars
Scars... Some things in life leave some pretty large scars. Those things define who we are. They shape us, mold us. We cannot help what happens in life.
By Lindsey Altom2 years ago in Poets
Midnight Musings: A Romantic Journey in Verse
Parveen Shakir Poem Step into the mesmerizing world of Parveen Shakir's poetry, where every word is a brushstroke painting vivid pictures of longing, absence, and the intricacies of human emotions. In this blog post, we delve into one of Shakir's poignant poems, exploring its profound themes and unraveling the layers of meaning hidden within her verses. Accompanying our exploration is a captivating video rendition of the poem, adding another dimension to the experience of Shakir's timeless artistry.
By Creative Chronicles2 years ago in Poets
Fire shadows me
fire shadows me * I feel her splinters crackle and hiss, her burning embers giving voice to darkness * fire
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
NUMBED TO LOVE YOU
How can I be so numb but still feel your love? Your thoughts grab a hold of my anticipating Depression. So many scars you've bandaged with a single Touch
By Irvin 2 years ago in Poets
Solace
I drove down our road yesterday, the one that sounds like sherbet but looks like autumn, and remembered reading you while I went. I think you love
By Mackenzie Davis2 years ago in Poets