vintage

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

Dear Mrs. Hines
That day we went on a field trip, you forgot your hat. We watched you run inside a small yellow house. Such a secret, to see a teacher’s house!
By Anastasia Basil3 years ago in Poets
Afternoons in the Kitchen with Sinatra
The world on a string Hanging from the hem of Nonna’s apron Spaghetti sauce on my shirt from Third helpings
By Rachel Silvestro3 years ago in Poets
Whatever I see is that really,...
Whatever I see is that really, Am I dreaming or it’s happening actually? When I got a chance to speak with gorgeous,
By Manthan3 years ago in Poets
Comfort food Mac & cheese with fried big pieces of chicken
I wish I was eating fried chicken plus mac and cheese right now I am so hungry I could seriously pig the fuck out I am stressed out in need of my tasty comfort food with a martini and then a cosmopolitan
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
lion.
you undressed me slowly quietly and softly peelin’ off all layers of my psyche like the pages of the oldest book turn yellow with fear
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
The Letter's Journey
Get some paper. Write a letter in pencil or pen. Write in any language. Fold in the paper. Make sure it will fit.
By Miranda Monahan3 years ago in Poets
Lust Lingered In Living
Lust lingered in living eternally delivered in aptitudes Longitudes versus latitudes A vice in thy attitude i desired more
By Veronica 3 years ago in Poets
The Comforter and Redeemer💫🕊♥️
His Spirit comforts me from sunrise to sunset. His Spirit picks me up when I am down. His Spirit gently dries my tears with the warmth of His whispers.
By Chayone Linda Marques DeSouza3 years ago in Poets
Beautiful Fire
The smell of chestnuts in the air, the crackling of the beautiful fire for the holidays that what brings me comfort. Wrapped in a blanket full of love, the warm around me you know could see.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)3 years ago in Poets
Another Raven
This is inspired by a good friend after a short chat yesterday. I am going to try and create a poem using the format and mood of Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven”. It is a long poem and I have a premise of taking a book of Poe’s writing and reading it as The Raven looks on.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
Way Back
Dirt roads draw Souls back home, Pull heart strings Towards past Where thought swirls And spin Like loved ones on dance floors
By Katrina Thornley3 years ago in Poets
Unfinished
What is it like, To leave something unfinished? When something you enjoyed, Was just left forgotten. Sometimes,
By Serenity Zahnle3 years ago in Poets