Slipping in the depths of slumber, a mystic realm unfurls A silent beckoning, with secrets softly swirled A labyrinth of enigmatic shadows and hues
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Beyond the radiant expanse of night, Stars in their cosmic dance taking flight, A tranquil scene of ethereal delight, But sleep evades my longing plight.
Tears, oh tears, what are you good for? Do you serve a purpose, or just make us sore? Do you bring relief, or just more pain?
The elusive moments, whence comprehension strays, And speech betrays the heart’s own winding ways. O’er the abyss of culture, meaning oft will fade,
In halls of polished pretence, where mirrors magnify, Echoing whispers of deceit, beneath the azure sky. Grafted truths wilt and wane in the hush of routine’s lull,
In the soft luminescence of Luna’s glow, She stood amidst celestial beauty’s flow. Beneath the inked expanse of heaven’s dome,
Friendship is like a rose A beauty that never fades A bond that will last.
Peaceful stillness Calmness in the air Tranquillity reigns.
BIG VIC, LITTLE VIC DINNER IN HOLLYWOOD 1980S. REMEMBERING MY POPPA BIG VIC Today is Father’s Day, June 16, 2024. My poppa passed away September 21, 1996.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Red My vision and world are red Shaking Violent tremors shake my being Hot My breath and words are warm
By Katarzyna Crevan2 years ago in Poets
baste me...baste me like a chicken or turkey or maybe a guinea fowl in sweet nectar tainted by vinegar nutmeg me between thy legs
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Hundreds of time you'll change hundreds of time I'll change; again and again, we'll hate and love each other, again and again we'll meet
By M.2 years ago in Poets
