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Codependent Clauses. Honorable Mention in Somewhere Between Here and There Challenge. Top Story - July 2025.
From here to there, the subject and verb Seek to complete an action in thought Of object, direct, or nothing disturbed The commas will rule when festooning what's wrought
By Gerard DiLeo7 months ago in Poets
Logbook Of A Reluctant Dog-Sitter
A pup so small, with energy so bright, Chased his tail with all his might. One quick spin—then thump, he’s down, Dreaming of that pesky tail he never found!
By Staringale7 months ago in Poets
Ashes of the Silent
Not the boy who painted stars on the wall of his broken school. Not the girl who dreamed of singing loud enough to drown the bombs.
By Shafi Ullah Darwesh7 months ago in Poets
Forever Hold My Peace
you’re mean and you’re rude you're obscene and a prude * pain in my ass neck and my head and I know it sounds crass
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden7 months ago in Poets
I Hate My Best Friend's Husband, Okay?
I Hate My Best Friend's Husband, Okay? I hate your husband. There, I said it. Not in the “he kicks puppies” way— just in the he doesn’t deserve you and it drives me insane way.
By Brie Boleyn7 months ago in Poets
The Sky
The sky is centered... All hands — makes an escapee. The sky, make land "tech"... Live... skills! Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith7 months ago in Poets
“If Beauty Was a Person, I’d Ask Her This…”
Dear Beauty, If you were a person, I think I’d sit across from you in silence at first. Not because I wouldn’t have questions, But because you’ve spent years being louder than me.
By Bella7 months ago in Poets
The Grut
When you feel belittle When you feel alone When you feel disrespected Just grut When you want to be notice When you want to be heard
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous7 months ago in Poets
July’s Gentle Heart
July’s Gentle Heart Sunlight spills through open doors laughter hums along the floors hands in hands, no need to roam July has made our hearts a home
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Love Reveal
I Have So Much Love To Give You! The truth is always hidden in the context. But still my heart may be broken, but I will always love you.
By L.I.E7 months ago in Poets
Scroll
Scrolling, scrolling, down, down, down Through the death spiral of society Trying to wake up Wanting to make up for time lost
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
The Stink that bought the Drink
Days turned to weeks The smell was not weak The man in protest Did possess a foul weft A weft that he wafted All about town
By James Spencer-Briggs7 months ago in Poets