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Alternative 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 7 minutes 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 5 hours ago in PoetsBuyer’s Remorse
…………….. So, what’s the return policy on a bought lesson? ……………….
Jordan Alexis MossPublished about 8 hours ago in PoetsIt’s Not You
What was I thinking as I repeatedly ran into your sword hoping it would turn into flowers?
Jordan Alexis MossPublished about 8 hours ago in PoetsRicky-Ticky Timber the Limber Lumberjack
Once, there was a tall limber lumberjack, named Ricky-Ticky. He had a powerful ax that went wackity wack, wack. You see,
Rowan FinleyPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsNobody
Nobody asks the sun why it rises Or the moon falls Why the bird sings Or the worm crawls So please Stop asking me why I am the way I am
Atomic HistorianPublished about 20 hours ago in PoetsYou-11
For the longest time I walked along my own path But then our paths crossed And I knew I’d never be alone againThank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished about 20 hours ago in PoetsThe Gateway
Sometimes I don’t like waking mid-dream Glimpses of other lives Other possible realities They’re why I don’t look in darkened mirrors
Atomic HistorianPublished about 20 hours ago in PoetsYou-10
I try not to think about it But it’s hard at times like this When I feel like I realize who you are I am the lock And you are the key
Atomic HistorianPublished about 20 hours ago in PoetsHigh Expectations
Goals My lofty goals bark— they yank on their tether. I gasp for more breath, and we run together. - My little goals lounge—
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It's Always Five O'Clock Somewhere
Introduction This is for a found poem prompt in Voices in Minor (ViM) (Vocal & Mus'd) which you can check out here For this, I decided to use a villanelle.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished a day ago in Poets Thorned Temptations
Shrubs growing higher, thorns covering many treats, from my eager hands.
James GreenPublished a day ago in Poets