Free Verse

Step Out of Nostalgia
In the field along the path, I use daily to walk the dog, the same path everyday, he—the dog always excited to go relentless, there is a tree
By Gerry Thibeault3 months ago in Poets
Spiderman
He didn't attend the ceremony, wasn't even invited: we were strangers who hadn't met until I walked out of my reception to the
By Harper Lewis 3 months ago in Poets
Static
Between the stations, this— a hiss like sand poured slow across a drum, a thousand tiny needles finding skin at once, then gone, then back again.
By Charles V Sasser Jr3 months ago in Poets
Those Who Look Away
From the compassion I received in youth, I carried the belief that suffering, once witnessed, would call forth a response.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
I tHinK… veRy liTtlE!
I’ll I’ll just… I’ll just… What? I’ll just have a drink And? I’ll need a drink… if this keeps up! * What? What was I doing?
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶3 months ago in Poets
Storm Chaser
Storm Chaser My husband is supine on our bed head pillowed, body taut with legs slightly apart ‘Are you OK?’ I ask him I think he may have hurt his back
By Alyson Smith 3 months ago in Poets
Ex Static
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By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
Moldavite
Moldavite They say you fell from a burning sky, A green-eyed ember wrapped in flame. The earth still carries where you landed, And nothing living stayed the same.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
Between Frequencies
There is a sound between the stations, a pale and restless sound, like rain falling through invisible leaves. It gathers in the walls.
By Alain SUPPINI3 months ago in Poets
The Sweet Ring
The Sweet Ring It was for her I always had a thing To ask her myself was difficult to bring Maybe the answer would sting
By Christopher Beard3 months ago in Poets
Static Electricity
Repositioning under a woolen quilt You build up your power Your violet sparks crackle when spilt Causing me to glower Your fractal branches dance
By Josh Ripperger3 months ago in Poets
Graveyard memories
No lights Just darkness Quietness My body panics when the lights go out The darkness makes me invisible to the world
By TheAlivePoetess3 months ago in Poets