One Button One button sleeps beneath a lid of calm, A stillness taught to look like self control. It waits while rooms agree on polished words,
By George’s Girl 2026 2 months ago in Poets
The Locksmith’s Revenge He worked in silence, keys spread like knives across the table. Each lock he touched remembered his touch, betrayed its weakness.
I was intact before you. *** Not whole. Just unbroken. *** The dark knew me. It kept its distance. *** Then you arrived
By Aarsh Malik2 months ago in Poets
Do We Have To Die Do we have to die to matter, to finally be counted and known. Why does life wait for endings, before truth is fully shown.
How many children do you have, and why? ******* We can't ask these questions during a JOB interview - it's weird, and they will SUE us for some unlikely cause of discrimination!!!
By 365poetry2 months ago in Poets
I brushed my teeth today, I should get a GOLD star!! I brushed my teeth today, I should get a GOLD star! I brushed my teeth today, I.... should get a GOLD Star!
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,
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.
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!
Introduction This is my eighty-fifth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's magnificent artwork. This is An Ekphrastic Pantoum
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Poets
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,
The Haunted Church and Graves The church stands still after midnight, stone holding breath like a secret kept. Windows stare without offering answers,
By George’s Girl 2026 3 months ago in Poets
