The Haunted Public Toilets The haunted public toilets stand in town a place that really should come down for inside waits a ghost so crude
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Last month I wrote a story about my experience with dating sites: Finding a new partner seems to be worse than 'Mission Impossible.'
By Calvin London5 months ago in Poets
You were the first The first I could trust with my heart Now the world is tearing us apart And I don’t know what to do
By Atomic Historian5 months ago in Poets
BlackPool Lights 2025 Blackpool lights burn bright again a tower dressed in fire and rain the night alive the crowd stood near
Walk away don’t look back Walk away, do not look back your footsteps are lighter than mine your world is still waiting for you
Age should not matter I am older, my hair turned grey my hands show lines from yesterday yet when you smile, I feel the start
Don’t Cry on Me Girl Don’t turn on the water works Your tears mean nothing to me No, I am not nasty Just hardened to misery
They plucked me from my branches before I was yet ripe, tempted by my velveteen softness, skin that blushed delicately,
By Ellie Hoovs5 months ago in Poets
Shape Shifter I wear the night across my skin a cloak of silence drawn within where shadows crawl and secrets keep I move through waking and through sleep
Gone The chair sits empty the clock ticks on shadows stretch across the floor I reach for what is not there Your laughter lingers
How many times did I rip up and replant these roots just to wilt in the searing heat, untended, un-watered. How many times did I think
Why Do I Walk Each Day I walk to be at one with my life and my god the stone path bends beneath my feet the church bell waits among the peaks
