I’m told I shouldn’t use you that because of trees, we breathe; but under the sink lies a motley crew of tatty cloths I’d rather leave.
By Teresa Renton2 years ago in Poets
Dear Auto(nomic) Nervous System, and I guess that includes you, Brain– Just a quick note of thanks for the ways you sustain.
By Kristen Balyeat2 years ago in Poets
First simply a dough form That's flipped into the air Then, cut into a circle. So transfixing as I stare. Add toppings palooza!
By Grace Tompkins2 years ago in Poets
hidden in a drawer My electric lover, plugged in and snug I’m useless without you My stress ball, my robotic hug Tickle me, and make me laugh
By Jazzy 2 years ago in Poets
My watch is very dear to me, For if I did not wear one, I’d be as busy as a bee, With no time left to have fun. - Or else I’d spend my time at play,
By Hannah Moore2 years ago in Poets
My tongue tingles, my teeth water, my brain echoes their name. Tomato. Tomato. Tomato. Never will a taste be my last, break of smooth, shiny skin
By Emma Kate Gee2 years ago in Poets
Eyeglasses, Eyeglasses, lend me your sight. Eyeglasses, Eyeglasses, help me see the light. Improve my vision of things from afar,
By Kent Brindley2 years ago in Poets
Man's man..such a strange phrase I'm not sure that translates the way you think it does Men's work, women's work
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Their significance is underrated And thus, it should be propagated To all those willing to embrace The lack of its own commonplace.
By Elizabeth Petit2 years ago in Poets
oh sweet pins where do you go? how can you persistently evade me so? you seem to be an endless expense teasing me always with pretence
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨2 years ago in Poets
Soft green shirt Oh how you cling to me I appreciate how you Make me look good Heads begin to turn Just like I knew they would
By Gregory Anderson2 years ago in Poets
Oh, how lucky to be born in the modern era. Natural selection would've taken me out centuries before. Perfect vision may be only a chimera,
By Ariel Joseph2 years ago in Poets