The Last Dance of the Butterfly She circled once above the weeds then settled near the garden wall a slip of light with paper wings
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Crocodile Slayer He came with a grin and a battered old case mud on his boots and lines on his face The locals all whispered behind their hands
June bugs bobbing in the lamppost glow On summer nights, so long ago The days I never thought to lose Now the flickering of a faulty fuse
By C. Carlson7 months ago in Poets
Everyone! Please Stay calm and Try to think for once… Everyone Is against us. No one Finds the truth In Lying about
By Kendall Defoe 7 months ago in Poets
The First Tango in London We entered on a dare signed our names with borrowed pens him in his best clothes, me in a dress too tight to breathe
Sea Wash Your Troubles Away Salt on your lips and wind in your face the sea doesn’t care for your pride or your place no questions, no answers, no need to explain
The Happy Clown He wakes before the big top hums, with baggy pants and polished thumbs a whistle bright between his teeth
The Circus Clowns Put the Show The circus clowns put the show, painted smiles where none would grow, patched-up boots and baggy knees,
Can I tell you a secret? I hate myself. I hate how I smile, Brushing off verbal lashings. I hate how I am ready
By Jennisea Redfield7 months ago in Poets
Quis Curat They say Chase another carrot Ferreting out their sins Where does it end? A society built on lies Incapable of being wrong
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
I had hepatitis C as a child, but I worked very hard and got Hepatitis C+. Centaurs and mermaids: should they hook up? If they build a statue of a pigeon in a park, does that mean we are allowed to defecate on it?
Just like you, I walk alone through the desert For 3 or 7 or 40 (or some other holy number) Days and nights and years Whether I am doomed to wander or destined to journey
