Pantoum

Do Not Buy Second Hand Mirrors
Do Not Buy Second Hand Mirrors Do not buy second hand mirrors, they have already learned how to watch, they have held faces that never returned,
By Marie381Uk 13 days ago in Poets
January, And I'm Not Joking!!!
This is what his family wanted, but I'm not his MOTHER! This is what his family wanted, but I'm not his CHILD! This is what his family wanted, but I'm never his GRANDPARENTS!
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"13 days ago in Poets
Grieving, growing
When I wake I see him when I wake, soft and strong and solid. My heart knows something I don’t. Still, I’m unprepared.
By Raine Neal16 days ago in Poets
Scammers, Cash For Gold - Holiday Robbery, Did I Tell You About The Time I Went To A "Pawn" Shop, Did I? #Jamaican #Dilemmas
I know it sort of sounds weird, me robbing the older person. Taking what they didn't give, or perhaps left for me to do. I know it sort of sounds weird, me robbing the older person.
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"20 days ago in Poets
I Can't Ever Remember The Order - Anyone Knows?
Now Dasher, or was it Prancer? Vixen, or Blixen ? Jamaica is not on the map - and I'm tired of trying to protect them from TREASON!
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"21 days ago in Poets
Elen Of The Ways
Introduction This is my eighty-fifth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's magnificent artwork. This is An Ekphrastic Pantoum
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 23 days ago in Poets
The Long Dead Walking
The Long Dead Walking Some people walk this earth long dead, their eyes still open, their hearts shut tight. They breathe, they speak, they nod their heads,
By Marie381Uk 23 days ago in Poets
The Haunted Church and Graves
The Haunted Church and Graves The church stands still after midnight, stone holding breath like a secret kept. Windows stare without offering answers,
By Marie381Uk 27 days ago in Poets
The 12 Days Of Christmas, I'm Truly Jamaican, And Also Perhaps A "Little" Original
1st Day...... Dear Santa, I must let you know that I tried this thing with the "Jamaican" people, I don't know, they seem to think I'm replacing you with something, or someone else - oh well... we should stick to the "Patrrage In A Pear Tree", we should...
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"29 days ago in Poets
Incarcerated Brothers, Maybe Broooothers, Like Brothers Brothers
I'm GAY! Not the funny type of gay! The real, gay, the gay gay shit! Well, it started when my father wasn't able to tell me he loved me! Then my mother left me on a door-step of another neighbor! Real TOUGH shit! I got like 10 baby momma's! Some horse radish ice-cream, but truth be told, I kind of needed some pillow talk time! I needed "SEX"! Not a person, who could "PROVIDE" sex... Nah, just sex. I needed "MONEY"! Not a person, who could "PROVIDE" money... Nah, just money. So this is the last time I'm telling you...
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"about a month ago in Poets
I Am The Fireclown
Introduction Michael Moorcock's Lyrics from "The Great Sun Jester" by The Blue Öyster Cult: Now he's dying in his grief And the hard men dragged him down They have killed the wild-eyed jester They have killed the fireclown He'll never sing his songs again He'll never dance between the stars again He'll never laugh again No, he'll never ever laugh again, oh no
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBAabout a month ago in Poets
Kintsugi 3
There is beauty in you And in me Is it seeing flaws in the beauty? Or beauty in the flaws? Does it matter? We all see beauty differently
By Atomic Historianabout a month ago in Poets