A lot of people I follow do poetry also So being an idiot i thought I would give it a go So here I am thinking in front of this screen
By Richard Weberabout a year ago in Poets
Ears in agony Surround sound hellish screeches Lord, land steel bird soon
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a year ago in Poets
In the Land of Lost Luggage and Twisty Turns, Where each new bend brings unexpected burns, We set out, you and I, for an adventure grand,
By Tale Weaverabout a year ago in Poets
Election season is here and I gave it a look, but close the ballots and books because the country is cooked. No opinion is worthless, but every time you turn on this political news all I see is a circus.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Poets
My husband says that poetry is like modern art. Anyone can do it. He likes to rhyme. When our teen grandson who lived with us during the first year of the pandemic started to use acronyms the hubby did too.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets
There’s always a Josh Who loves to play the bad boy And sweep your lover away. And he always comes At the zenith of mistakes
By Jack Friendabout a year ago in Poets
Sometimes I realize, People stare with blind eyes. We are like pebbles of sand, Easingly spread by hand. __________________
By Raphael Fontenelleabout a year ago in Poets
“Armpitumzel, Armpitumzel, throw down your armpit hair. Even though it’s slick and silky, I must make it all the way up there.”
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Have you seen the origami man, At the county fair? Tickets were only a fiver But I snuck in on a dare Have you seen the origami man,
By Sean A.2 years ago in Poets
Hello old friend We meet again It’s been a long while You used to wander after me Up and down the aisle Through fields of green grass
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
“I can’t love him” She said as the fairy danced around her head “Why not?” The fairy asked “Because the mold is cast. He is promised to another.”
I love him dearly, but this fucking snoring has to stop. If I hear another echo from my soulmate monster, my ears are gonna pop.
By Erianna Gilliam2 years ago in Poets
