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Self Preservation
Every time I get hurt, I fold into myself. I bookmark the occasion and set myself reminders, as someone does when they hike a trail they have never ventured. Breadcrumbs, they prevent me from repeating the same mistake or same behavior twice. I will know next time.
Dakota Love DanglerPublished about a year ago in PoetsSeasons
Winter's water froze Sharp enough to protect the Vast delicacies. Spring's calm like the earth, Flowers bloom, animals born
Eternal Strife
I wanted something more Something undeniable that I could not ignore Something so enveloping it nearly killed me Or maybe actually did.
Dakota Love DanglerPublished about a year ago in PoetsOver the saucepan
Audacious and Excessive Yet Aware, A feast founded on Rice and talk of life Butter coated Questioning of extremes
Josh EggintonPublished about a year ago in PoetsDetective Brown's Guilty Gut Feeling
Detective Brown sat in the interrogation room, With a suspect, who would soon meet his doom, He was accused of a crime, and had to take a lie-detector test,
James GreenPublished about a year ago in PoetsThe Tale of Sir Alyx
- It’s said, Sir Alyx was a knight renowned, so the maidens and jousting halls resound. Where’er he went he'd be offered favors.
James AlbertPublished about a year ago in PoetsLearn Your Job & Learn It Well
A tsunami rolls My dad's on a ship, now flipped Summer's cruelty Made by the courtesy of NightCafe Studio https://creator.nightcafe.studio/
Thavien YliasterPublished about a year ago in Poetsthe cycle of love
Wielding hands of fire Thawing winter off my soul But they singed it, too When the flames were fanned the control was seized from us
Raine NealPublished about a year ago in PoetsUndecided
I stand with one foot firmly planted On a bricked path of sand. My other foot stands in salty waters, A step away from the paved land.
Detective Brown's Cat and Mouse Game
Detective Brown was on a mission, To catch a thief, with a tricky disposition, He stole identities, without a trace, Leaving victims, in a difficult place,
James GreenPublished about a year ago in PoetsNot Myself
I feel unbalanced, Like the skin that sits on my body, Doesn't belong to the person I am inside, I feel disoriented,
Rilee AreyPublished about a year ago in PoetsDetective Brown's Shipshape Sleuthing
Detective Brown was on a cruise, Relaxing and enjoying the booze, But her vacation was cut short, When a murder was reported,
James GreenPublished about a year ago in Poets