How am I? Do you really want to know? I’m surviving periodically, now & then maybe, odd Tuesdays & Thursdays. This is a Friday so, it’s up for grabs.
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock9 months ago in Poets
Wake Up Call I woke to a whiff that curled my toes, Not coffee, no toast, just something that grows. A cloud of funk hung thick in the air,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Snowflakes write poems in her hair, Each step a verse, each breath a prayer, She is the fire in frozen air, The quiet grace of those who dare.
By Mr Ali9 months ago in Poets
** No signs of crow’s feet on your face marking the time, compared to mine Simply two hands that keep a pace with a steady beat in mind
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 months ago in Poets
swagger dagger fashion kills pitter patter passing thrills chitter chatter words with skill what's the matter take a pill
When the Sky Forgot to Hold Back The sky cracked open like a tired heart, Too full to hold its sorrow apart. And down it came — the monsoon sigh,
By Lokesh Kumar9 months ago in Poets
Track your spending, every dime, Know where it goes, make it rhyme. Use an app, or paper too, See what’s coming, what’s due.
By AudreyMoneyTalks9 months ago in Poets
🍂We all have ''one life''🥰 Use it with ''happiness'' Not ''sadness'' Listen to ''your own heartbeat'' Not ''the voice of others''
By Rohitha Lanka9 months ago in Poets
I’m sitting here writing at dawn So unfocused and rambling on I ask, please excuse This poem I abuse I’m distracted and likely to…”SQUIRREL!”
By Earl W. Pearl9 months ago in Poets
Not the best writer In the world or on Vocal It's still readable
By L.I.E9 months ago in Poets
I sit here hugging the ocean And yet I hold nothing Choking on tears of fear Of futures lost Was it just a stepping stone
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
Clackers or Ker-Knockers 1970’s Toy In schoolyards where laughter rang, Two balls on strings would loudly bang. Clackers in hand, we’d swing with might,
