the first time they wore a suit
a coming out poem
Dad spat at their feet.
Mom turned away. Grandma said,
"...blue matches your eyes."
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Dane BH
By day, I'm a cog in the nonprofit machine, and poet. By night, I'm a creature of the internet. My soul is a grumpy cat who'd rather be sleeping.
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We All Must Go
My heart is heavy, but I cannot cry. And though I know we all must die; I still find myself asking why. Life comes and life goes, death comes for us all young and old. It doesn't matter who you are, rich, poor, healthy, or not, we all must go; no need for shock
By Ametress Belton6 days ago in Poets
Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith3 days ago in Humor
Comments (4)
A whole story in 17 syllables. Nicely done. 👍
Very cool
Grandma is awesome!!! Fabulous poem!!!
Ah fantastic! Love it! Grandma knows best! 💙