Ode

Monsters Made Of Sand
In this bed that I have made I turn, as in a grave Reaching branches outward Craving air but not so brave As to risk the dangers of the
By J2 years ago in Poets
First Born
I am the first born I’m worn out and scorned out Bearing the weight of all expectations The weight of a family on my shoulders
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
CORRIDORS
.........CORRIDORS......... July 5,2015 In the solitude of my mind, I haunt the ghostly corridors of my desire...
By Victor Mendez2 years ago in Poets
An Ode to Pauline Underhill
Pauline Underhill died on February 11th, 2021. She was 66. Two years later, a bench sits where she once did, beside the edge of a mill pond where coots chatter and crocus’ bloom. The engraving reads, “a quiet place to sit and remember the sunshine and smiles you filled our hearts with.”
By em2 years ago in Poets
Boy, Am I In Trouble
For the record, I'm not actually in Trouble. Aside from the fact that, due to the increasing housing market, I may never buy my Dream House; who am I kidding? That was never happening anyway. And, it's aside from the fact that Inflation is so high I Aint Gotta Dollar to my name. But rest assured, ladies and gentlemen—we will all Triumph. After all, Money Will Chase You.
By Riley Fonger2 years ago in Poets
My beloved dog
In fields of green, he loves to roam, My faithful friend, my dog at home. With wagging tail and eager eyes, He fills my heart with joyful cries.
By Ibrohim2 years ago in Poets
Fragments of Love. Content Warning.
In the caverns of a shattered heart, Where whispers of love now depart, Echoes of laughter once danced free, Now drowned in tears, a silent plea.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Intertwined Souls. Content Warning.
In the dance of hearts, we find our rhythm, Two souls, entwined, in love's prism. With each step, a story unfolds,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
The Green-Eyed Monster. Content Warning.
In shadows lurks a feeling deep, Where envy wakes from silent sleep. Its eyes, a shade of verdant hue, Cast glances tainted, dark and true.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
The Birth of a Villain
A disappointment clearly, In your eyes, I saw, frailty and fear, failures piled high, In that time of need,
By Emma Edwins (R.T. Edwins)2 years ago in Poets
Cyclical Journey
In the dawn's light, hope takes flight A day begins, shedding the night Dreams tucked away, come what might Silence breaks with morning's bright
By Donna L. Roberts, PhD (Psych Pstuff)2 years ago in Poets
He's Just A Friend
Oh no, babe he's just a friend But she's low key crushing on him hard She slides in his DMs, and sends him memes She vibes with his humor, and feels a spark
By Just Phemi 2 years ago in Poets