Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The bell goes off, as I walk through the hall - I had to stop, and see the people moving around, this fall. As they move about their lives, and wisp through the hall
By Raith C. Francis21 days ago in Poets
Introduction These are words about my Muse and me, after she suggested we were identical snowflakes among the millions of unique ones that swirl through the atmosphere.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 21 days ago in Poets
Hold On Tight to the End I felt the wind tear at my hands, the world pulling me in all directions, your eyes like lighthouses in the dark,
By Marie381Uk 21 days ago in Poets
This year, some doors shook as they shut, echoing louder than my prayers. Others eased themselves closed quietly, as if You wiped the dust from their hinges with care.
By Hannah Lambert21 days ago in Poets
Divided by Our Skin Your fingers traced the line of my arm, as if trying to reach beneath, but no touch could cross the wall,
By Marie381Uk 22 days ago in Poets
eyes full of sunshine ☀️ arms like a field of daisies 🌼 scarf for the snowman ⛄️
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden22 days ago in Poets
If mind and body be not one, At enmity the two shall be. ----------------------------------------- The former of the second free,
By Sean Byers22 days ago in Poets
When Christmas Was a Manger Christmas was never wrapped in shining paper, It arrived on straw beneath a borrowed roof. No music played, no crowds stood waiting,
I don’t need your apology. But I wonder if it lingers in your belly— an ulcer you pretend not to feel, doing damage long after the meal is over.
By Tina D. Lopez22 days ago in Poets
The Hour the Red Horse Waited The red horse stands among winter branches, pine needles breathing out old December air. Ornaments sway with the smallest memory of touch,
The Wicked Step Dad Please don’t run away he will kill you I said it too fast I think you missed half you’re fumbling with the window latch
Golden dayspring, two songbirds serenade, amidst the charming sunflowers, sweetening the nature so romantically.
By Hazel22 days ago in Poets
