The Voice Beneath Beneath the floorboards it whispered, Calling names I had never known, The air trembled with old grief,
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Spellbound Breakfast She stirred my coffee, And turned the sugar into frogs, They hopped across the table, Ribbits punctuated the morning air.
The flame I had just burned out Like the embers in my fire I can forgive, but I can’t forget I never thought of you as a liar.
By Calvin London2 months ago in Poets
Floating in a sea of disbelief Itching for relief Stripped of every belief I once held dear Bereaved of my self Shucking the sleeve of my former reality
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets
The Window That Cried Rain tapped like tiny bones, Across the broken glass I stared, Inside the room, voices lingered, I did not know if they called me.
This morning, I sit. Beneath my ancient Oak, As I do most days When weather and bones Allow me that freedom. I sit. Grounding.
By Stephanie Crain2 months ago in Poets
Murder in the Garage His garage was sacred a place he trusted, a room that held more truth than air. He took the bodies
The Dryer Dream I saw that sign and burst out laughing thinking of myself spinning for glory. Ten minutes inside a warm metal cave
Night of the Black Cat The cat wore boots, And carried spells in its fur, It stared at me like a ledger, I blinked and lost my hat.
What Would You Do For Love? I’d hold your name in quiet hands, letting its glow spill into me. I’d walk the nights you couldn’t face,
The Last Candle The candle dripped its final flame, Shadows swallowed the room in silence, I touched the wick and felt The cold kiss of everything gone.
The Love That Saved Me I was sinking into shadows, With no place left to go, My heart was worn and fragile, My hope was running thin.
