I used to hand my trust out like free samples, tiny paper cups of myself at every table. The first betrayals should’ve been enough,
By Milan Milic2 months ago in Poets
“As long as we’re breathing it’s not too late to change your story.” Every day we are alive is an opportunity to ‘write a new page’ in our lives.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff2 months ago in Poets
You didn't ruin my life or save it, You just handed me small moments like loose change you found in your pockets. I remember the way you peel oranges,
1. Do not call anyone more than twice. 2. Do not be more friendly with anyone than necessary. 3. Do not give knowledge without being asked.
By Sudais Zakwan2 months ago in Poets
degenerates of the crags and the coves we spoiled at the sunless feet of redwoods . a churning bazaar of golden slugs our slow and sour stripping
By Sean2 months ago in Poets
A curse on your Isle Of lochs and cliffs Outlander remains My shameful fantasy ~ Though I would Touch the rock For a ride through time
By Aspen Marie 2 months ago in Poets
Today was cold The heating bust A pipe burst I wonder If the temperature Is cold There Where you are I saw a tree You'd turn it
By Paul Stewart2 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is a sonnet about the Moon and her Sister enjoying their company in the night sky, inspired by this beautiful image I found in Debbie's Magical Brew on Facebook here:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA2 months ago in Poets
First Love, Last Breath My first love taught me how fire feels, the kind of heat that lives under the ribs. It burned bright,
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
In a world where socks go missing, and cats plot their reign, let’s embark on a quest for laughter, with silliness as our chain.
By Tim Carmichael2 months ago in Poets
I want someone who will smile for me, smile with me, and makes me smile. I know I can be doom and gloom- that's how depression rolls.
By Kittiari Clark2 months ago in Poets
The Eye That Saw Too Much It blinked open and refused to close, seeing everything I tried to hide, its gaze sliding through walls, through doors,
