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Fantasy
Have you ever been so starved for touch and affection that you wanted to just desperately throw yourself with reckless abandon at the subject
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year...?
The turkey dinner ready meals were microwaving away. The chestnuts...weren’t roasting. We don’t have chestnuts. My elf jumper was itchy cause of mum using that cheap washing powder.
By Christopher Hales2 months ago in Poets
All to Well
You climbed my walls like ivy. A moment that felt enchanted, though you weren’t always fearless, You have a demure that says, “Who is afraid of little old me”.
By Jesse Lee2 months ago in Poets
The Right Shade
A frenzy to declutter living space bamboo storage in the right shade marked with l e t t e r s on sticky, not double sided
By Michele Nampalli2 months ago in Poets
Ghosts In Machines
There are ghosts in the machines, they say. Spirit that haunts the wires and circuits. Phantoms that lurks in the codes and data. Specters that whispers in binary languages.
By Solomon Walker2 months ago in Poets
MOTHER NATURE
Dear mother Your endurance is endless A few words we want to send to you Thank you and apologize to you Thank you for your tolerance and understanding
By HieuDinh2 months ago in Poets
KING OF SUCCULENTS
The Emperor's Stone Lotus has a unique shape and strong beauty, not only is it a decorative plant but also has a special feng shui meaning. This type of stone lotus is considered a symbol of authority, stability and success in life. Whether you are a lover of ornamental plants or are looking for a meaningful gift, the Emperor's Stone Lotus is the perfect choice.
By HieuDinh2 months ago in Poets
Secret
What, pray tell, transpired here today? My bed was flat and smooth when I left for work this morning... It appears that some serious high- speed shenanigans occurred sometime between the hours of 7:30 AM and 4:30 PM. It is not known at this time if the perp had an accomplice.
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
Puffy the Stretch Slayer
32 degrees Fahrenheit They walk past in winter coats and puffy gloves, raised eyebrows wiggle In disapproval It’s my backyard.
By Michele Nampalli2 months ago in Poets
Coast Starlight
this is a poem about a train. it’s not about Jack London, or the square that bears his name. it’s not about Oakland or its waterfront
By Sean2 months ago in Poets
Spellbound Breakfast
Spellbound Breakfast She stirred my coffee, And turned the sugar into frogs, They hopped across the table, Ribbits punctuated the morning air.
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Floating
Floating in a sea of disbelief Itching for relief Stripped of every belief I once held dear Bereaved of my self Shucking the sleeve of my former reality
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets