many tiny holes in a piece of black plastic the night sky, a lie?
By Brenabout a year ago in Poets
* A sickly beggar A leper, a nobody A poverello * He is poor as dirt He is weak and he is small He knows he’s dying
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
A most daring stunt Leaping into the night sky World-class royal prank
By Ryan Burkeyabout a year ago in Poets
In spring fields of green You buzz, wee vermilion charm Tiny wings give flight
I'm told brides rejoice wide-eyed, heart ablaze, star-struck. But I -- have been burned.
By Sonia Heidi Unruhabout a year ago in Poets
You look down, see all, then shrug your glittering cloak as you turn away.
Undercover wings patrol, Blinking eyes silent in the night, Spying crows from the clouds.
By Heather Babout a year ago in Poets
Stars, burning guideposts Map of Dreams. Hard to follow Drowned in city lights
By Sean A.about a year ago in Poets
Leaves fall off the trees Hair from me, Inside I bleed As sunset takes me
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
beach-lover, you were we took you and freed you there into salty breeze
By angela hepworthabout a year ago in Poets
i am the RIVER you are the essence of...MOON you wax...i flow...BOUND! Be the kite....yearn sky Escape...rise higher...higher...
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Poets
Developing technology to chronicle our destruction We’ve been here so long Yet, we know so little The more we learn The more disappears
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
