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Tidealike
Come to me like a tide in the silences of astral dynamics Come to me like that goddess which lies behind the Moon of a mysterious Astarte who can not wear veils
nunzio cartalemiPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Mountains of the Moon
There's a place I sometimes go when I want to be alone I go there in my mind ignoring time, space, and my phone The atmosphere is peaceful though it doesn't have much air
Dan Mcgonagle aka CELTICPOETPublished 7 years ago in PoetsVagary
They say to just start writingAnd the poem writes itself.A vacant smile hides the upset that the poet really felt.And they may only celebrate your work and Hold it high when you are deadBut you'll never break the status quo If you keep it in your head and...
You and I Are One
You asked why I make it so hard to open up to someone because when I start getting too close that's when my heart starts to cry
Fear
There is one creature That keeps us on the bleachers Confines its victims to be dreamers Even though they have perfect demeanor
Pippa RamirezPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Serenade
My darling, may I amaze you My darling, may I astonish you With sights you've never seen Or could have seen Or would have seen
Daniel ColePublished 7 years ago in PoetsClosure
Each day comes around when I could do without the hesitation. A kiss that might as well mean less complication. Bodiless in these cramped conditions.
Paul CrockerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLeave
Pavement where I walk, It's soft and heavy under my shoes, The much known uphill street, Where nightmares lay. I live behind that block around the corner.
Noelia VallésPublished 7 years ago in PoetsAtmosphere
You are Earth and, I, the moon. Much held within you. I am but flesh, a fragment of you. Tossed among star dust, I orbit, hiding in your silhouette.
Eslieann LeflerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Green
The Empress and her age ole tricks Veiling the vision from her clueless kids Leaving blind to wander 'mongst her gifts Discovering life through untimely risks
Keith KennedyPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLife of Thou Life of Us
What is this im seeing, I think i ought to be dreaming The marginality of reality Which is the same for everyone but not quite actually.
Mathias CarassusPublished 7 years ago in PoetsAoibhe
Little baby Aoibhe, Like the legends of old, Is a great warrior princess, Fierce and bold, With a name meaning beauty, No one would doubt,
Karen CommanePublished 7 years ago in Poets