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Walking into 40
I have been walking in these woods awhile now, passed mile marker 39. The birch trees know my name. They sway with fondness over the silver streaks
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Weight Loss and Maintaining a Low Body Fat Percentage: 7 Scientific Methods
Whether it’s people who have built up to become bodybuilders, people who have shrunk down from bodybuilders to someone who looks almost like a teenager again, or even someone who is slightly obese but manages to reduce weight and eventually maintains that low body fat percentage.
By Doctor munaabout a year ago in Poets
Memories
Maybe some people are better as memories Sometimes they’re just not that interested in you or me Let them flee If they care
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Skipping Stones
All the people in glass houses are stacking towers of rocks to throw typing on their keyboards with their pitchfork fingers
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
A Journey Begins. Top Story - January 2025.
The door opens, the fresh artic wind blown in from untraveled lands caresses my cheek, it's icy touch an invitation
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
A Poem About Top Story
A Poem About Top Story A story is waiting, just ready to start, With each simple word, bring out your heart. So get out your pen, make a rough draft today,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
A Diet for January 2025
A Diet for January 2025 Oh, Christmas came and went so fast, The feasting felt like it would last. Pies and pudding, chocolate too,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Twin Flames
The doppelganger of my heart is roaming free, The metal of her marrow gleams rose golden with a love of sweet spring peonies.
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
She Was Beautiful
When I am gone, carve, "She saw beauty everywhere she looked" on my headstone. Tell them how I used to sing aloud
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Grannies Old Feather Hat
Grannies Old Feather Hat Granny’s old smell, like dust and thyme, A mix of old books and a simple rhyme. Her feathered hat, perched just right,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Milanese Nights. Top Story - January 2025.
5 Jan 2025, Night Milanese nights Waiting for you, Feels endless I think about you- Time’s restless; *** I fill the void
By Cyrusabout a year ago in Poets
Our Eyes Told a Story
Listen, I keep my circle small if not then nobody at all. I don’t mind coming to events by myself. Keeps me alert with a clear mind for oneself.
By Jasmine Turnerabout a year ago in Poets