In chambers draped with childhood's gleam, Upon a shelf, a figure lies, A doll, unmoving, eyes that dream, A friend of old, under timeless skies.
By Abnoan Muniz2 years ago in Poets
Oh, slender wand of ink and grace, A bridge 'twixt thought and written trace, With simple form and purpose clear, You bring to life what we hold dear.
Dear Senses, Oh, the pleasure you bring to my life– beloved Taste, Touch, Smell, Hearing, and last, but certainly not least, Sight!
By Kristen Balyeat2 years ago in Poets
Oh coffee, I pledge my undying devotion to thee. It is with awe I marvel at your morning sovereignty. I exhale pure bliss with you upon my lips as though I hath never known the pleasure of you before.
By Mary E Bradbury2 years ago in Poets
In the moon's gentle glow, whiskers aglow, Silent hunters prowl, with grace they bestow. Eyes like emeralds, secrets they keep,
By Hanas Faizal2 years ago in Poets
You are always there when I need a hand, Literally, because my hands are always full, What brilliant levels of tat you can withstand,
By ThatWriterWoman2 years ago in Poets
Oh floppy disk, in plastic square you sit, Once teeming with data, now devoid of wit. In days of old, you were the talk of the town,
By E.K. Daniels2 years ago in Poets
Oh, Cannabis Tree, oh Cannabis Tree, Oh, how I want to smoke thee. But my asthma says nay, “You can’t smoke today!”
By Steffany Pope2 years ago in Poets
Oh, wondrous box of unseen flame, Thou bearer of the kitchen's fame, In hurried days and midnight chimes, Thy warm embrace transcends all times.
My best transportation Getting me to work And to the store You make my life so easy Until you decided to not work I tried for some time
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Poets
Math is really hard 5 is not less than or equal to 4 This is a haiku ---- Yes, I know line two is 10 syllables so this doesn't qualify as a haiku. But I say it is a haiku. Rules, schmules. Who cares about the rules?
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets
Here’s an Ode to the man who played it safe To survive was his chief goal and aim To simply outlast all the rest was his plan
By Dan Foster2 years ago in Poets
