You Make My Violin Cry You make my violin cry strings break under your touch notes bleed across the room every sound is pain
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Queue is a ridiculous word Its one letter followed by four silent others Perhaps that makes sense The one in the front is ordering
By Atomic Historian5 months ago in Poets
The birds fell dead from the sky The birds fell dead from the sky no warning no storm to blame they dropped in the streets like rain
The camera never lies The lens is cold and watching it does not bend or flatter it takes the face you carry and holds it without mercy
He Found a Wife Who Wanted Him Only He gave black diamonds and pearls to girls who wanted sparkle their hands full, their hearts light
It was simple once, a shared donut, a borrowed pencil, a smile in a crowded hallway. Tiny gives, tiny takes, bearing soft silent witness.
By Ellie Hoovs5 months ago in Poets
The Joyrider He came roaring down the lane engine humming, eyes alive chasing something I could not touch not me, not love, just the wind
Born from Love Baby meek, baby mild born from love, our beautiful child Eyes that glimmer, soft and true every day I am in awe of you
The Ghost of Time The ghost of time waits in the corners its eyes hidden in shadow it moves through walls and leaves cold footprints on the floor
What Came First the Chicken or the Egg What came first the chicken or egg a puzzle that makes my mind beg did feathers appear before the shell
Bare Footed We Walk on the Beach Barefoot we walk in the sand waves whisper around our ankles your hand brushing mine the sky heavy with clouds
Don’t worry You’re not to blame For I have gone by many a name Three last names Just my first Just my last Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman
