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The Smile You Bought
The Smile You Bought You called me wicked, said it like a prayer, as if breaking me was some kind of dare. I smiled, I swear I did,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Kimberlite Blood
They mined my marrow, feasting on the delicacy, licking clean the bones and drinking from limber veins, laced with corundum,
By Ellie Hoovs7 months ago in Poets
The Rain ruined the cake
The Rain ruined the cake I baked a cake for us to share set out the chairs, the table bare the plates were waiting side by side
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Maybe There’s A Chance
There is no ring upon your finger, Does this mean there’s a chance? Maybe a little dinner, Heaven forbid, could there be some romance?
By Calvin London7 months ago in Poets
Political Twenty-One
Fluff of July? Ah... You are coming of age, folks... Canada still waits. Including a friendship across a border... * Thank you for reading!
By Kendall Defoe 7 months ago in Poets
Then Came The Summer Rain
Then Came The Summer Rain The sky hung low in quiet dread cold streets where broken footsteps bled walls wore stains of days gone wrong
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
July’s Gentle Heart
July’s Gentle Heart Sunlight spills through open doors laughter hums along the floors hands in hands, no need to roam July has made our hearts a home
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
My Panic Attacks
My Panic Attacks They say, sit down, count to ten, breathe. As if I haven’t tried that. As if numbers could melt the cold that crawls my neck,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Burnt Napkins. Runner-Up in Things You Can’t Say Out Loud Challenge.
I was born blistering, not soft and pale like my skin, but sun, pulsing beats of internal flares, a flame disguised as a daughter,
By Ellie Hoovs7 months ago in Poets
Layout Notes for 15 min set, for Valley Gardens Fund Raiser, 6th July 2025. 1:15 pm to 1:30pm
. Layout Notes for 15 min set, for Valley Gardens Fund Raiser, 6th July 2025. 1:15 pm to 1:30pm Brief: Attempted to be “Family Friendly” yet still emotionally moving and relevant to the local area where possible.
By Ross E Fortune Lombardi7 months ago in Poets
X-Ray Vision
I see myself from the inside out veins stretched like roots, smile blooming during a downpour of pain, feet planted firmly upside down.
By Lolly Vieira7 months ago in Poets
Wake Me From This Nightmare
Reality: the playground of a morbidly overzealous imagination. Dark art at its (not so) finest. Plot twist. Chaos. Confusion.
By Annie Edwards 7 months ago in Poets