The world is screaming Morphed, twisted, spinning— Where am I? I can feel the world trembling In the earth and the air—
By Stephanie Hoogstadabout a year ago in Poets
Savor the eldritch irony you see: A primitive broom, dull as drudgery Transformed by magic secrets known to me Into a flying steed that makes me free!
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Introduction This is the first Terzanelle that I have written without looking at the rules. I think I know how to write one now.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
I want to feel normal again Not to go back where we began But the ephemeral euphoric place between The then and now The only question is
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
It doesn't show up on the page, Not in the skills or the degree. It's in the fog that clouds your mind, The man you promised you would be.
By The 9x Fawdiabout a year ago in Poets
I never meant to write poems, I’m just tracing my own experience and somehow it reads like a poem I don’t try to be a poet
By Quinn Holmabout a year ago in Poets
He stalks at twilight Old Roger, the soap dodger with poisonous shite * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: I won't ever apologise. It had to be done.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
When time has compressed me to stone, and my skeleton’s part of the cliff, the wind will begin its slow work, composing its elegy if.
Atmospheric electricity Skin licked in a limning of cold flame Greyscale coruscating across shrouded skin Charging aged fur and whiskers
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
Granted, I have quite a drinking problem But it’s eccentric, marginalized, strange; As surely as red leaves fall in autumn
Dear Moon, You always arrive without knocking — slipping through my curtains like breath, turning my clutter into constellations.
By Rai Sohaib about a year ago in Poets
You clicked for a thrill, a escape from the stress, A moment of pleasure, a way to decompress. But the minutes turned hours, the buzz didn't last,
