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The Ring In my back room behind the scenes with gloves being tied, I sit listening to the voices in my head but I often sigh.
By Dan R Fowler2 years ago in Poets
embrace me harder cozy like a campfire let loose your cork-trapped love interrupt me politely, and slow dance with me for all of
By Daniel K2 years ago in Poets
It was very dark. no dim light to show that there would be life, remarked an elderly woman. She felt so useless. No one was willing to help her.
By Leonah M2 years ago in Poets
exhumed my weary heart from a coffin made of dreams, the weak lambent flicker was soon to turn me igneous, yet fate stepped in and
The fox's eyes were in the colour green It was so mean and had a grin Lion had a great roar, The fox's earbuds were tore,
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
The Sleepers No matter what each day dawns anew, Bringing with it possibilities undertaken by few. Each door that stands before me and you,
I'm still in our house. We were happy together. Very wealthy. We had money. Good jobs. Cars, Beautiful house. But he left me.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Muddy Dirt Roads In times gone by when I was just a child, During days when life was meek and mild. I held a hand that led me forward,
i had a name til I had none shackled, stolen, broken boned ripped from good stripped searched laid bare metal to my brow
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
soldiers bring him on stretcher bleeding caked mud starving thirst deep clothes too big jungle takes shoes ___
What a day it has been! It's a sunny day. The birds are singing. What a bright day it is! What a hedonistic purchase!
1940s moaning midnights sultry seclusion sibylline seduction ______ 1950s unexpected news whirlwind wedding
