If Only ….Too Shy To Tell (#1) Image generated by author in NightCafe_2025 If I told you that I loved you, You’d probably start to cry,
By Calvin London6 months ago in Poets
Her skin wears the soft suede of the soil that birthed her, brown as sun-warmed earth after a summer rain. Inside,
By Ellie Hoovs6 months ago in Poets
The Snow Man, The Scarecrow, and The Worm The snow man stood by the garden gate his eyes were stones and his smile was flat
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
We Wished on a Shooting Star We wished on a shooting star you held my hand the night air was warm and the world felt small around us
Furious fire ants intriguing to watch, but not too close regarding that if bit, quite the itch that will encroach on you momentarily
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Poets
Small ants with a bite that itches, looks like a pimple, Try not to scratch!
The Key That Fit My Door The key that fit my door was never meant to open me only to warn to remind to frighten He turned it
Morning Came Too Soon Morning came too soon a stolen night of love soft words caught in the dark touches that burned and healed
Morning Has Began Morning has began a new day opens wide light spills across the fields birds rise in song the air tastes fresh and sweet
Beastly becoming brash biting behavior. (Note: They are little nuisances that seek blood from biting humans that kind of itches. They bites are red almost looks like mosquito bites in a way.)
I caged her among wildflowers, their petals disguising the bars, afraid to let her roam free, terrified of her power,
Creepy little things that scatters in the light Infestation, yikes!
