Grumpy Old Unicorn A grumpy old unicorn, Sits on a hill, With a frown on his face, And a heart that is still. “No magic today,”
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I Am a Look at the Moon Person I am a look at the moon person, Waiting for the stars to show, In the quiet of the night,
Granny at the fair Granny loved the fair, sitting tall on the ride, her cheeks rosy, a big smile wide. The horses went up,
The 70’s The rhythm of the world spun in neon light, A time of freedom, and dreams taking flight. Guitars strummed loud, drums beat so strong,
Pot of Reggae Tea Brew me a pot of reggae tea, With sunshine whispers from the sea. Steep it deep in island dreams, Where laughter flows in gentle streams.
Talk to the Hand Talk to the hand, my ears are closed, No need for chatter, no tales exposed. Your noise is static, a passing sound,
Isn’t it cruel My stomach’s empty But my head is full Full of foolish ideas Of freedom Of peace We’re all out here Just trying to get a piece
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Delicate, nature's glass, sparkling, like crinkled saran wrap, like a wedding veil, there's still warmth underneath,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
A Mother’s Love Face to face, in a world of warmth, a young mother smiles, holding her child close, their hearts in harmony,
Maybe soon my voice Will echo into a life That was hurt like me
By Caladriusabout a year ago in Poets
He loves himself A middle-aged man in denim shorts tight, No shirt on his chest, he feels just right. His belly hangs low, but he walks with a sway,
The Painted Me Beneath the checkered veil of guise, A mask reflects the world’s reprise. My lips curve bright, my laughter plays,
