Meet me out by the gnarled redbud tree. The one out by the old blacktop road. You will hear the sound of more than one bee,
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Poets
Come with me down the road least traveled; To a place that may or may not exist. We'll see sights you have never seen, All while we are on our magical tryst.
Fill the space with chitter chatter Thinking that it matters As if your wisdom Earth-shatters. - But energy wears no disguise
By Nicole Oliver4 years ago in Poets
Where are you today? Raisins cupped in my palm. * How quickly you became Half-memory, not so sour. * No, I can’t be erased from hospital
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poet4 years ago in Poets
I am growing older day by day Hair that was brown is now so Grey I was full of energy wild and free Now I am so tired, what happened to me
By Marie381Uk 6 years ago in Poets
