In this land Arrival is not the problem: It's the survival. In their hotels. Servers outnumber the served. And, hangers-on the lot.
By Winnilaylaabout a year ago in Poets
Look within: the man is his inner self with beauty and home of its own. All done your romping days. It is time to face home.
What have I to lose? Maybe a store mannequin Will kiss me under…
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
Rain, rain go away Andi wants to play Flew away from home To go far and roam Only to find atmospheric river Has chosen to deliver
By Andrea Corwin about a year ago in Poets
In limbo, our story does stay Awaiting approval, come what may Vocal's review, a lingering test Will Stankin's tale pass the quest?
By JDwrites33about a year ago in Poets
complicated conversations gentle palpable persuasions the kind that gets you craving and keeps you coming back for more
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
* sitting next to the sea a cold drink in my hand a sweet gentle breeze and my feet in the sand came some movement above
* Sugar delight here in my palm Birds cannot fly wings still and calm Does not seem fair so, please excuse me While I prepare
Bones and crosses Luck and fate Wins and losses Love and hate Round the block And back again Running clocks Fences to mend
I like creases in my sheets, Covers that fall on the floor, I like my sheets messy, Even when I snore! In the morning when I wake up,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
I’m a red flag collector A bad choice projector My hearts one protecter Though I’ve sure let it down A bad behavior acceptor
The golden ball of light. Hanging high-up in the sky. Known to combat the darkness. & Illimunate the world. Is now a source of problem.
By Staringaleabout a year ago in Poets
