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“Murder!” she screamed...
“Murder!” she screamed! Her cries rang loud and clear Inky black crows startled… became airborne June’s bleak winter winds howled with fear.
Angie the Archivist 📚🪶Published about an hour ago in Poets On A Ledge
I can’t seem to touch the floor You save me from drowning Yet in my mind there is still war I felt lost in myself so I ran
J. K. AndersonPublished about 9 hours ago in PoetsMoon Phases In June
* the lovely full moon in June looks good enough to eat with a spoon full of joy and delight I just might take a bite
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsStrawberry Moon
I took a bite of strawberry moon and spit the seeds as stars. I rode a salmon dressed in peach on a weekend trip to Mars.
Cathy holmesPublished about 13 hours ago in PoetsWriters Block - Poem
You know it's very annoying to have writer's block, Especially when you're English assignment is due, You can sit and watch hours go by on the clock,
Ankitaa ArunPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsDeep thoughts, on a Sunday night.
I need to dispose of this sock. There's a hole at the toe, Through which fleshy bits show, And it causes those near me to mock.
Hannah MoorePublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsFollowing The Fire
* the waves call in the breeze, to the moonlight offering their dance for display secrets they save until midnight
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 17 hours ago in PoetsAlternative Readings from Genesis
In the beginning God made us, man and woman, Stupid and naked 🍎 Snake did not lie first No one ever talks about Eve’s first headache
Shaun WaltersPublished about 19 hours ago in PoetsGod is My Strength
Like the ocean breeze and the familiar scent of home Bearing beauty from across the land, recognized in Rome I’m transported in her presence as if we are alone
J. K. AndersonPublished about 19 hours ago in PoetsCrackly Contours
cracks in the ground’s crust contours on the course, a courtyard of crackly shapes ** foundation for feet footsteps flatly fall
Andrea CorwinPublished about 19 hours ago in PoetsSundays on Vocal
“hello, is there anybody out there” silence echoes in the stillness “has everybody left me here alone?” . “yessss” hisses the wind
Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published about 22 hours ago in PoetsNeo
Hello, I'm Neo and if you have found me you are near a gold mine of sweet treasure Aunt Jemima's call for breakfast Oh Canada's symbol of life
Tony MartelloPublished about 23 hours ago in Poets