Here are things that are confusing to ME !? I have NO children !? I won't have children !? I am not a mother, with children !? I am not pregnant, a mother - with children !? I am not the wife, of a pregnant mother - with children !? I am going to "SIT" and try to understand "WHO" is confused !?
By 365poetry2 days ago in Poets
I am going to share some things I learnt over the past YEAR !? People "thinks" I am important - not really, not interested !?
I trace the ink, still wet, as shadows stretch like hungry hands across the scrolls. The air hums with the breath of a thousand voices,
By Diane Foster2 days ago in Poets
A thousand voices ramble Forming unintelligible noises and sounds Rising and falling, in perplexing patterns Causing confusion to my ears
By Edward Val3 days ago in Poets
I can’t name the day it left— that feeling of everything being in place, of answers sitting neatly in other people’s mouths,
By shallon gregerson3 days ago in Poets
Where Have These Years Gone? I closed my eyes, and there you were again, small hands smudged with colour, laughter in the air,
By George’s Girl 2026 3 days ago in Poets
The street was cold, rain falling like silver needles, London was a gray dream. In the heart of the city, under a small stone arch,
By Hazrat Umer3 days ago in Poets
Rarely has anyone heard my "help" . onto a father, a little daughter in fear hoovering her head just enough to keep her neck from leaning against the offered belly of Cronus the Goliath, as if it would be a space to rest...
By Iris V.3 days ago in Poets
My dearest love, Your absence has left a v o i d in my chest. A chasm, Filled with doubt, fear, and regret. I simply cannot fathom,
By T.L. Amber3 days ago in Poets
This is my voice, my face, my song, my lyrics all created, written, & edited by me, Vicki Lawana Trusselli FYI for doubters and negative responses, this is me!
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 days ago in Poets
I was really good at being a teenager. I can still do it, be crazy in love, maybe with myself, maybe with my youth, less visible than last century,
By Harper Lewis3 days ago in Poets
I am spinning without you Churning up stardust astronaut guts colors and fumes
By Ann Crafter3 days ago in Poets
