Shouting my name, just as our predecessors once did, a period of devastation and conflict. A prayer, a plea, a plead
By Rather Ford2 years ago in Poets
My eyes hear what my ears refuse to taste As my tongue reaches out to touch a hidden place My nose sees the memories that my eyes are blind to
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Divining with dregs of tea leaves: catch sight of a keyhole or a brain MRI - amorphous algae submerged in a shallow pool, dull as a toothache and
By Erin Latham Shea2 years ago in Poets
Hey Whatever you think about me It’s true Because that is the version that’s real to you No matter what I say Will dissuade what you think of me
The Devils in the dust as it darkens the sky around me. Each little speck a vicious sting against my face; Leaving the crunchy taste of dirt on my tongue, in my teeth as I seek cover.
By J. L. Green2 years ago in Poets
The scent of jasmine lingers in the breeze, A soft hum of bees whispers through the trees. Sunlight warms my skin, a gentle embrace,
By Abdullah Khan2 years ago in Poets
In twilight's hush, shadows stretch like whispers, The soft rustle of leaves dances on the breeze, Silken petals brush against eager fingertips,
By Eladeo Mallett2 years ago in Poets
I once was a girl In this world Who used to twirl Around in circles of butterflies And rainbows and twirls of free
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Time to pay the toll With your fragile soul Life unwinding like a scroll Why do I think in rhyme Sometimes It’s all that comes to mind
Wanderlust. The world is your oyster when you get around. Every site’s a playground if you hit the town. Whether fire, water, air or the gravel.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Beneath Verona's starlit skies, Where love’s eternal promise lies, Two hearts entwined, both fierce and true,
By Jason “Jay” Benskin2 years ago in Poets
Can’t sleep Oh what a fright To be up in the middle of the night Without the slightest tingling A little sensation Of sleepiness
