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Infinite potential. A bottomless tidal pool of cause and effect. Memories made. Lessons learned. Lives and loves, both lived and lost.
By J2 years ago in Poets
Aktorolalia
Was there something about the warm water falling on him in the shower that brought it on? Was it the security of knowing he was alone? No... it's not like it always happened in the shower. And when he'd drive the 2-3 hours north to visit family, he was alone the entire time. But he rarely found himself compelled to do it then.
By Adam Clost2 years ago in Poets
Ode to a Perfect Peach
Peach Oh, the symphony of senses you reach. Your round, light-orange grace, Imperfections in every dimple, I embrace. Closed over the heart of your seed,
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
The Silence of The Phones
The Silence of the Phones In a world of texting and phone calls aplenty, There lived a wife with habits so uncanny. She had an indifference that couldn't be denied,
By A Conddy2 years ago in Poets
Coffee with ghost
With eyes like the stars Voices suspicious she called my name universe of silence Sus carries the weight Unknown and white
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
Pirate Dumm's Yarn
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum Here be a tale of the Pirate Dumm Who played the snare drum But yet he succumbed To many a dumb
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
The Lazy Mermaid
There once was a mermaid named Daisy Who was the most lazy When she ate her food She never chewed When she washed her hair
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Week XI
Daylight Saving Time: A collective hangover made perfect with students... True... *
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
CROAK, RIBBIT, WHAT'D YOU SAY?
CROAK, RIBBIT, WHAT’D YOU SAY? I understand, I think. )(*)( )(*)( )(*)( I know he has a problem with his voice.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Poets
Hey Ex❗. Content Warning.
Listen I don't wish to bother you, but I just wanted to know, If you would desire my love when you mature enough… Does it still matter how we end up?
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)2 years ago in Poets
Perfectly Imperfect
She spends too much time looking at her flaws She never realizes She’s perfectly imperfect Every part of her is worth it
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
how? when? why? where?
there is no stupid question (or so you will hear) until you ask one
By Cheryll G.2 years ago in Poets