Free Verse

“What’s Wrong With Me,” He Said
“What’s wrong with me?” He said. ** “A disorder,” I said. ** “What do you mean?” He said. ** “ Adjustment disorder ,”
By Dean Traylor2 months ago in Poets
Hundred-seventeenth Find in the meaning of life Scavenger Hunt.
(Proof of the Bio Statement;) IT’S LIKE A TWING… singes the sleeves, also the master plan, gone now I suppose. Think bigger, you slicker, Mr. Kovach, Snow King on the failed sun gas giant’s heat wave. Quick save in the tunnel on the rails infinitum—oh, it’s a loading screen. Hold, Please. Lactose, never cheese in the party photo, what bro?! Shit, let the duel commence. Not playing the fool, not introducing myself again. (What? Whe--) Creating the element that fits the villain ride, blanketed in a peacoat, lesser Boondock Saint or the assassin mistaken for the Hitman nerd, choose your color. 3…2… Warnings stop fitting the outcomes. No clear direction anymore, not even to run. Both keep you warm before the buttons meet. Take a seat…A different kind of meeting, under grandiosed therapeutic style of retreating, bleeding into this tattoo for a certain 'kind--' of feeling. No use seething, I’m rereading that cosmic pamphlet (thanks) that everyone received at the gate, and while as we gaze now it’s a four-part novel now, most others forgot they memorized it in their waiting room.
By Willem Indigo2 months ago in Poets
The Daily Struggle
I wander into the kitchen Timid appetite regained I flinch as I reach Feeling the charge, prepare to release A lightning bolt leaps From finger to stainless steel facade Opening the fridge I find a box full of the nothing I've already seen I stand, to a solid thunk Freezer handle absorbs A fresh blow from my head Stumbling back in stunned agony Skinned, my shin On cardboard and destiny A box that once held groceries Lies on the kitchen floor Like an unmatched sock Cabinets gape, as they silently taunt I slam door after door in my frenzy of shock The static of pain Radiates From crooked toes To the throbbing goose egg lump Defeated, I retreat To the soft reclining chair A slog across the clear ten feet of Laminate squares
By K.B. Silver 2 months ago in Poets
Struggling to Find Authentic Content About Pets
My poem is about PetHelpful’s drastic changes after The Arena Group (now called Paradium.AI ) took full control of the site. Originally, the pet-centric articles were written on HubPages; PetHelpful was created to host HP’s most popular animal hubs.
By Andrea Lawrence2 months ago in Poets
On the precipice
On the edge of the cliff Waiting for the sky to fall Am i flying or shall I hit the ground On the edge of the cliff waiting
By Donna K2 months ago in Poets
I resign
To Whom It May Concern: I resign. Respectfully yours, The Author
By Mack D. Ames2 months ago in Poets
A haiku of summer flowers
A haiku of summer flowers Roses smell of joy A haiku of red flowers A garden of love #Marie381UkWriter/Poet
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
No Support from Vocal
All those reads in a month That’s lots great comments too On my writing vocal. 22,011 all time people likes That’s my Poetry it is
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Kings and Queens Do It Too
Kings and Queens Do It Too Kings may wear their golden crowns. Queens may hide their tears inside. They smile beneath the palace lights. Yet still have feelings they must hide.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
The Woman Who Stayed
The Woman Who Stayed She carried storms behind her eyes. Yet still she found a way to smile. The world had tested all her strength. She walked another weary mile.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Down the Hole
Where has the money gone? Down the hole! Down the hole! *** Where has my love gone? Down the hole! Down the hole! ***
By Dean Traylor2 months ago in Poets
We Remember
From January to December We remember Every yearning thought wanting to be heard Every emotion Every word They burn them
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets