Free Verse

The shoe
In each sole's tread, a journey unfolds, Threads of experiences woven, untold. Laces tied tight, to anchor the soul, Stepping through trials, to reach the goal.
By Safa Jama2 years ago in Poets
One Day Here
One day here and gone the next, like moonlight on the horizon, foamy waves across the sand, or seashells just below the surface.
By R.C. McLeod2 years ago in Poets
The Placement
Yes, it could have been made with, the cheapest leather, it may have gone older by now, it may have gone faded and less glowing,
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
I Overfilled The Bath Again.
I'm horrified! Yes, I really am, You see, I overfilled the bath again, I said, "It wasn't my fault!" When the phone started ringing,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Derelict
Once, it brought us to life You lauded this renovation Hailed it “Our greatest accomplishment.” “Our True North”
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
The Magician
Hues of green, blue and orange Tendrils flowed as he chanted Weaving his magic deep into the forest And beyond His cloak flapped
By KA Stefana 2 years ago in Poets
Running Up That Hill
Thanks to an appearance on a Netflix series (The name escapes me -Stranger Things perhaps?) this wonderful song from Kate Bush, experienced a tremendous renaissance in recent years.
By Aaron Waddell - The Everyday Mystic2 years ago in Poets
On Powerful Moments On Film
Something in the spaces between, Dignifies this space inside of me; / * / When you'll find, one never knows, But know it you shall as you come upon;
By Ad-Libbing With The Z-Man2 years ago in Poets
Razor Blades In The Wall
Dust and lead and a strange mysterious white powder Drifted across the cramped space Of a bathroom torn apart by the eager claws of prybars,
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Love U.
I AM IN LOVE Are your eyes or your mouth That give meaning to my life Is it your smell or is it something else That is given room to love
By Domingo Ramos de los Santos2 years ago in Poets
LOVE
I want to be I want to be, but at your side And without you i wont servive Don_t want to be part of your life I want you to be mine
By Domingo Ramos de los Santos2 years ago in Poets
Beauty Fades
She was a beautiful flower once. Once firm and thick, worn petals softly curl in their new thinning state until they whisper gossamer dreams to the rising sun, who replies with a warming glow just for her. The sun knows that she will go on, long after this fading beauty gently falls to the earth un-noticed and without a sound.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets