The Best Dog In The World, Sheeba Sheeba, wrapped in black and white, a steady pulse, a grounded soul, you walked beside my teenage years,
By George’s Girl 2026 5 days ago in Poets
I Know Am Losing You I felt it before I understood it, that small shift, that distance that cannot be measured but can be felt in everything.
By George’s Girl 2026 6 days ago in Poets
Every person has a PANIC button - say AMEN !? Every person wants to feel safe - say AMEN !? How did you have problems - say AMEN !?
By 365poetry6 days ago in Poets
tapestries and memories scattered emotions line the floor letting go and losing things where faith and sorrow go to war funny how in seconds flat
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden6 days ago in Poets
***** Excerpt adapted from a famous "Jamaican" poet (you should know her - you should) -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Okay fine, like I've said it before, I haven't met the man !? I haven't ate at his table, needless to say - I wouldn't, he was in JAIL !?
“Always find a reason to smile.” Smiling is a powerful tool in our lives! A smile is an expression of joy, as well as showing
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 days ago in Poets
Do Angels Walk Amongst Us All I have wondered this more than once, not in a loud way, not in questions spoken out, but in quiet moments
Dear Jay ❤️ You will Be Missed! Your comments to my stories always made me smile 😊. I know your dear friend Joe will miss you too. I will still interview him for part two and you can read it in heaven.
By Mariann Carroll6 days ago in Poets
Vocal feels a bit empty today. There's a hole where your words should be. And still so much left for you to say, But you're no longer here – you're free.
By Dana Crandell6 days ago in Poets
This is what it means to BURN - never to exist !? This is what it means to burn, to never exist !? The way in which our lives accept the little things in LIFe !
By 365poetry7 days ago in Poets
Messages From My Dead Wife The first time, I thought it was grief playing tricks, A voice shaped from longing, nothing more,
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Poets
