Darkness in the room, no stars to see and wonder, the night air beckons.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
“I’ll keep loving you, by rubbing your sandy back,” Sea, said to warm Beach.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Ancient, rippled land Soft, but deep below, a crack Home of gritty sand
By Caladrius2 years ago in Poets
A moment, it stops Emerging from fog of grey Stranger of soft blue
Came on a hanger to the beach, where dreams are made. Left on a person.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
the sun slowly sets, to make way for the moonrise, where her light still shines.
Hands that feed poison; By those who beg only love, Are justly bitten.
By J2 years ago in Poets
I am the first born I’m worn out and scorned out Bearing the weight of all expectations The weight of a family on my shoulders
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
They hang in the sky Earth, moon – counter opposites Cruel, famine reigns
By Bonnie Bowerman2 years ago in Poets
Is reality Just what the complaints online Are truly about?
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Amidst frost's firm grip, whispers of life find solace, winter's dream takes shape.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Rivers on the ground, ripples with every footstep, sailors wave hello.
