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A Ballet in the Language of Feet
In dusk's delicate hug, underneath the material of divine expressive dance, Moving quietly, the feet, envoys of elegance, initiate their play.
Sathishkumar SPublished 4 months ago in PoetsKing 👑
They called me king. I am strong, It’s not wrong. With my fist of fury, I’m in a hurry. I know I’m special, I can control worlds.
Bass Man EddiePublished 4 months ago in PoetsABCDEmotional Safety
Actually, I was too scared to say it Because you acted safe-- a new place to be coveted Carry myself back down to the safe,
Symbollica The'BatPublished 4 months ago in Poets"OUCH, AN UNPLANNED COINCIDENCE"
This is a spontaneous story prose about my weekend retreat of saying ouch at home. I thought I might have friends to join me with the ouch story of twisting movements.
Vicki Lawana TrusselliPublished 4 months ago in PoetsNavigating Life's Open Seas
Listen closely, dear young one For I have some words to share Life in the open world is tough But with wisdom, you'll fare
Melania J.L.Published 4 months ago in PoetsBallad of JCS
When the brimstone burns and the sinners beg down below, All begin to scream with echoing bellows. The only way you’ll see me is by standing on
Jennisea RedfieldPublished 4 months ago in PoetsSwinging in the Zone: Mastering Tennis on Diverse Courts & Swings
Always try out the court surfaces in tennis before you play a match. Clay courts make the ball bounce differently from other tennis court surfaces.
Jalopy
Another day older, covered in rust. Because of the miles, they don’t give me fuss. Cushions inside are ripped and threadbare.
Merrie SandersPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
Year the dragon sought death
Year of the dragon it seems living true to form in 2024 as souls exhale gaseous streaks causing blurred vision infiltrating bedroom atmospheres toxically
Kalina BethanyPublished 4 months ago in Poets Master Mind Golf
Address your tee shot with an aim in mind. Be the ball and watch it fly. Confidence is the way to play. Drive the ball down the middle.
Echoes of Autumn
The crisp air of autumn hung heavy with nostalgia as Emily strolled down the familiar cobblestone path that wound through the heart of her hometown. The trees, adorned in a vibrant tapestry of reds, oranges, and yellows, whispered tales of bygone days. The scent of fallen leaves, damp earth, and a hint of wood smoke filled the air, transporting Emily to a time when life seemed simpler and more innocent.
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