You gotta be my friend first If you want anymore Otherwise it’s the worst Anything otherwise Is a relationship born in a hearse
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
The Tips of my fingers Are black and blue From the earth, or the bite of the frost, I couldn’t tell you. I’ve been digging, and digging,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
I watch you. I always have. I don't know if I really see you for who you are, but I see all your pieces. The broken and the jagged,
By Eda Marieabout a year ago in Poets
May Peace Come to Call In the grip of battle, where silence is lost, Lives are shattered, the human cost. Echoes of anguish fill the air,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Dear frost, you arrive in the quiet of night, Draping the world in your shimmering white. But it’s not just the cold that you bring to the air, It’s a whisper of beauty, fragile and rare.
By Melanieabout a year ago in Poets
Christmas comes but once a week When the chopper brings the grub. The cooks ordered five sticks of butter. The gaffer heard five tubs.
By Chris Yandaabout a year ago in Poets
The Lonely Scroll I post my heart, I bare my soul, A piece of me on the endless scroll. With hopes it lands in a kindly gaze,
Happy Thanksgiving. I hope the holiday around your heart is gripping. With family and friends making plus ways of living.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Poets
Ode to the Postman So here’s to the postman, with a smile on his face, Who walks through the seasons, with unwavering grace.
I turned away when his gaze lingered too long, feeling the weight of something I wasn’t ready to name. There was steadiness in him,
By Eva A. Schellingerabout a year ago in Poets
I’m sorry I’m not who I was then If you’ve known me long enough You’ll know you’ve never met the same person twice Is it a virtue or a vice
See them twinkle in the twilight feel their warmth at the dawn just a blink and it's over one more moment and it's gone
By Raine Fielderabout a year ago in Poets
