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Creative Constipation
Screen glares, accusing Cursor blinks at me, smirking A mocking Cheshire cat smile Blank page taunts me Pen hard and unforgiving in my hand
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Poets
Dishonest Backstabber
She wandered through the forest Scavenged for her pieces Lub-dub... lub-dub... lub-dub... Their symphony summoned her ~~~~~
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 years ago in Poets
One Time My Shoelace Came Untied
Until my mama found me in the park and tied them for me But it was too late, I was dead already Cold and blue With puss coming out of my eyesockets
By Hillery D. Keefer3 years ago in Poets
The Latest Outrage
reality was going way to slow so i loaded up a news page i don’t want either news or views i wanted the latest outrage
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
How Vocal Helped Me Publish My Breakout Poetry Collection
As an author and poet, publishing my first collection, My Ku: Haiku and Variations, is a significant milestone in my career. This collection of haikus and variations showcases my passion for poetry and it only seemed right to give credit where it's due.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 years ago in Poets
The Maggot Maiden
The day began wonderfully. Warmth and peace cascaded from on high Leisurely, I skipped along the sunlit beach, gathering multi-colored shells
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Rather...
I would rather... ...be Kanye West's press agent. ...organize a Mensa meeting at Mar-A-Lago. ...open a McDonald's at a fat farm.
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets
free beer
After long hours of wandering, And climbing up that hill, And perplexed wondering: Whose will am I trying to fulfill? What was Sisyphus thinking
By Andrei Z.3 years ago in Poets
Sensorium Complete
Intimate warmth swaddles my world aqueous heritage shared. Architectonic waters swirl, our hearts eternally paired. • • •
By J. S. Wade3 years ago in Poets
Infamy: [ˈinfəmē]
Dear, January 6th, 2021 The immutable stigma you carved on the calendar ensures your memory will cycle until the sun rises no more. You are something I can’t unsee...
By Lamar Wiggins3 years ago in Poets
Sounds Like a Sunday Morning
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo!!!! ... ARGH… UGH…. GRUNT… SIGH… … … Cock-A-Doodle-Doo!!!! ... ... SIGH... … … S L I N K SHUFFLE SHUFFLE SHUFFLE
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Poets
Claire Voyance
I heard you come in some time after midnight At first I thought, the wind But I keep all of my windows closed So nothing can get in
By Aphotic3 years ago in Poets