vintage

Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.

The Heart's Pilgrimage in the Realm of Light
The sun it shines with hope, joy, warmth, and rebirth. Its rays do radiate and allow us to bask in love, not love of one another, or the other, and the other,
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Poets
Decision Fatigue in Software Development. AI-Generated.
In software development, every day is a series of decisions—what framework to use, which design pattern fits best, how to name a function, or when to refactor code. These choices, while seemingly small, accumulate over time, leading to what psychologists call decision fatigue. Developers often underestimate how mentally taxing constant decision-making can be, and how it subtly erodes productivity, creativity, and code quality.
By Gustavo Woltmann3 months ago in Poets
I don't bite (much)
Nibbling on her neck she cracks jokes I'm a vampire my teeth prove her right
By Daniel K3 months ago in Poets
m i s s i n g r o p e s
Gazing at the post-war world, what remains, if anything at all? Fragments of decency and respect, scattered across a golden expanse.
By Moon Desert3 months ago in Poets
2 Different
We don’t live in the same America. There’s the one they built on paper, and the one we built out of survival. Theirs has inheritance,
By Cadma3 months ago in Poets
The Truths We Live By
Life will never be free of strife, But joy can live within the fight. Problems come and problems go, Yet peace is found in how we grow.
By V3 months ago in Poets
When Will We Wake Up
I See It All The Time... In Every Industry... From Every Type of Person... What is it I See? Lies. Deception. Hypocrisy.
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)3 months ago in Poets
Ending of a Lantern. Content Warning.
The lantern light, life within me grows dimmer with each passing day I ask for help and get told that "we are sorry, there is no way..."
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 months ago in Poets
Our Love
Trouble, how would I define our love? Probably like a vintage lantern. It just feels so right within my life Yet is not without worry, concern.
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 months ago in Poets
When My World Was Dark. Runner-Up in Lantern Light Challenge.
I remember your heart, the way it glowed when you shared it with me. I was drawn to you, the way insects flock to light,
By Daniel K3 months ago in Poets
Beautiful People
Beautiful people Removed from their land By God’s hand They were forced on to someone else’s land They took their stand
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Love is
Love is staying with me when I’m low, Love is god, your faith, fall in love with the unknown. Love’s a gift, it’s when she cook and you do the dishes,
By joeyy Tharpe3 months ago in Poets