My fingers lovingly caress the surface of all these small things the cool metal of a pocket knife the sharp point of a fishing hook.
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
I see no changes in the water Because we all live sincerely We all live happily and comfortably That no one can separate us.
By Usman Inuwa2 years ago in Poets
I’m a nightmare of the jungle, swaying like the breeze of morning spray. My presence often pose a threat to living things,
You gotta love the heat of a summer night. No better way for you to ever start the summer right. To you it seems small but I feel it and care.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
your face is missing features once again I call out to you the foghorn is deep eternity stretches onwards your pocket is heavy with stones
By R.C. Taylor2 years ago in Poets
Forest Floor Dreams: A Poetic Exploration of Nature's Understory In the shadow of the towering oaks, where sunlight softly gleams,
By inspirational poems 2 years ago in Poets
staring down at my shadow on the sink as I brush my teeth trying to force myself to be a creature of good habits the light peering through the window,
By Elise Chaput2 years ago in Poets
Title: Green Sanctuary: A Poetic Refuge in the Forest In the heart where the wild whispers grow, A haven lies where rivers gently flow.
From Brenda Walsh to Prue Halliwell. You were gifted with a talent that told the story only performance power tells. Remarkable beauty and a heart filled with beauty.
Love me Love me now Love me later Love me drunk on happiness Love me sober on hard times Don’t ever let this be over
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
We’re all tired of this The braggadocious actors in our theater The false flag notions of progress The boiling oceans of hate and dissent
In the heart of verdant realms, where secrets sigh, The rainforest whispers beneath the sky, Where emerald canopies brush the heavens' edge,
By Yuhen Rizal2 years ago in Poets
