Friendship

Our Country Needs a miracle 😭💦
Our Country Needs a miracle 😭💦 In shadows cast by history’s hand, A nation weeps for dreams once grand. Once bustling streets adorned with cheer,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Glance Of Amor
Silence that creeps in the hind of sights, The beauty of the admiring glance that dances through the gleaming eyes,
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
Can You Imagine It
Us queers, we know how to laugh Throw shade, make the best damn juiciest turkey Our spirits, bright like that tree that's been decorated in all shades
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
The Wise Owl
The Wise Owl The wise owl sits and sees, Forest whispers in the breeze. With every night, a new tale spun, Guiding all until the dawn has come.
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Seven-Year Itch
The Seven-Year Itch Seven years, the time creeps near, A shadow whispers, “What’s left here?” Comfort’s warmth becomes routine,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Winter Bumper-Hitching
author photo giant conifer trees drip in iced frosting, guardians of the winter scape, while red, blue, green, and white sparkling lights on house peaks twinkle through their snow glaze.
By Andrea Corwin about a year ago in Poets
Poet's Poetry like a Bad Cauldron
Brunhelda loved to write her poems, almost every day. Yet the book where they were posted required mixed ingredients. Brunhelda put "selfish" and "greedy" in this brew for display.
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Poets
A Christmas Forever
Christmas Forever The winter sun dips low, the shadows stretch and fade, Children sent to slumber, dreams of wonder made. With quiet steps, we brought the gifts from hiding places, Your smile, so warm, lit the room, love etched on our faces.
By Vijay Vermaabout a year ago in Poets
The Witches’ Christmas Tree 🐈‍⬛
The Witches’ Christmas Tree 🐈‍⬛ No pine, no needles, no tinsel bright, Just shadows dancing in the moonlight. A living tree of velvet black,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Then and Now
Then and Now Then In the days of less, when pockets were bare, People gave freely, love was the fare. A loaf of bread, a patch to mend,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Echoing Melodies
Come rest your weary souls, on beds of bountiful blessing. Cease fire your rocketing minds, and lap up the waters of rejuvenation.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
I dream of you
I dream of you Walking on the sand, holding your hand, The gentle water caressing my feet, I look into your eyes and see a future bright and sweet.
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets