1 Sunday was ours to celebrate sloven unencumbered loose we the stubble faced man our tangle headed clan and
By M. Lee, MFA2 years ago in Poets
In a world of screens and clicks, Love has found a new place to exist. No longer confined to the physical realm, It now thrives in the digital realm.
By Elefty Erika Siama2 years ago in Poets
don't have words weird for a writer it's my currency how do I distill aching anger piercing pain silent sadness black bleakness
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
I was given word at the beginning of it and I prompted, desperately. [-] Seeking the right shard of truth the right condensed
By M.2 years ago in Poets
This overzealous pain is lucid foreign to me Its crucifixion of DE humanism illuminates encrypted flaws. I'm like a dying breed of inferior murdered souls
By Irvin 2 years ago in Poets
I refuse to be understood by the likeness of mankind. A mirror of my own internal interpretation is the reflection of Continuous consequences
It was difficult to pick a favorite snack for me I called a brother and talked to my hubby It appeared easy for them as it was clearly
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
The jellybeans lived in cages. Trapped behind the counter like all the best drugs, they were held at the mercy of the pharmacist's scale.
By Dane BH2 years ago in Poets
You’re our mama, our beautiful mama. You’ve made us happy throughout our lives. With gentle words and loving hands, You’ve helped us shape our paths.
By Heather Zieffle 2 years ago in Poets
1 Enjoy the ride, because that’s what love is, A masterpiece of moments - pure and true, A kaleidoscope of colours - brilliant and vivid,
By Rudolph Lingens2 years ago in Poets
I love holding you as you fall asleep, especially when you dislodge yourself around 2am, and roll - slowly - to the opposite side of the bed.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
Forgettable and regrettable; those feelings untenable. To be the former or latter-- such a punch to the gut. To be lost in the crowd;
By Merrie Sanders2 years ago in Poets
