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Sequentia. Runner-Up in Out of Order Challenge. Top Story - May 2026.
She dies Out of ordered predation Running from vulturine strawmen Kiss the lebensraum lips and call them your own Drop her down, further, farther still, STAY
By Edward Swafford6 months ago in Poets
The Poet
I see the book finished and bound upon the table, an impressive heavy thing of leather and ink, before the first word is ever conceived or spoken.
By Tim Carmichael6 months ago in Poets
Love More to Be More
💙💗💗 .💗💗.💗💗💗 💙💗🌹 LOVE🌹💛💗 💙❤ 🌹 LIFE 🌹 💛💗 💙💗🌹 LOVE🌹💛💗 💚💚💚 .💗💚 💚💚💛 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Mantra of LOVE 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne6 months ago in Poets
Ballerina on a Pinhead
The form of a slender dancer ~ Suspended atop a red globe… 📍 🌠 🩰 💃 🌃 👯‍♀️ 🪩 🦹🏼‍♀️ 🌎 📍 The form of her flexible, nimble body ~
By Gabriel B. Shames6 months ago in Poets
Cooking Up Romance
Cooking Up Romance Flour dust floated through warm kitchen light Music played softly that slow summer night You laughed while stirring the sauce on the stove
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Shambala. Content Warning.
Mercury must be in marmalade again; travelers and thieves abound on the road to Shambala. How many dog days until summer
By Harper Lewis 6 months ago in Poets
How Connected Are We Really?. Top Story - May 2026.
How connected are we really? Canopy tree, reach high towards the filtered sky As I breathe through my lungs of brittle twigs.
By Caitlin Charlton6 months ago in Poets
Hope in Jesus Amen
Hope in Jesus Amen When heavy skies refuse to break And every road begins to shake You whisper prayers through trembling nights
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Trust No One
Trust No One Hands wrapped tight with poison skin, A smile can hide the darkest sin, Venom drips from whispered lies, Cold betrayal behind kind eyes.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
𝕙𝕖𝕣
✨ 𝕙𝕖𝕣 ώħίşρέŕş timeless 𝕙𝕖𝕣 ţόùςħ unforgettable 𝕙𝕖𝕣 ħέάŕţ secluded. ✨ 𝕙𝕖𝕣 мίήȡ is private 𝕙𝕖𝕣 şέςŕέţş mysterious
By Colleen Walters6 months ago in Poets
TRUTH-SLAYER
A guessing game it is not A fill it to the brim certainly not A marginal scale in my rear view not A blended version of the truth, not
By Jacqueline Elaine Hudson6 months ago in Poets
Training
Today tithe tomorrow tip totally tolerable this time torture ~ too torturous Threnody time to transition this thread
By Denise E Lindquist6 months ago in Poets