Before you try to drive the thing, be a passenger. š Sit with your forehead on the cool glass, let other peopleās sentences
By Patrick Gadoury11 months ago in Poets
Roots Ground Me āBranches Are Veins, Roots Are Flameā Gemini by Vicki Lawana Trusselli Roots in Choctaw soil, steady as care, deep as memory.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 11 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my first attempt at a Madrigal, and is and thank you to my Muse for the time and inspiration that she always gives me.
By Mike Singleton š Mikeydred - EBA11 months ago in Poets
A reluctant quiet interior, more like verbose exterior never wavering, highly opinionated only to showcase his prowess leaving nothing to the imagination.
By Jacqueline Elaine Hudson11 months ago in Poets
My favorite picture of us Canāt seem to throw it out Every time I try to I am suddenly filled with doubt How can I throw it away?
By Gail Fredricks11 months ago in Poets
āDonāt be afraid of being a beginner.ā There is nothing wrong with starting from the beginning, especially if it is the first step
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff11 months ago in Poets
āHappiness is found on the way, not at the end of the road.ā It is the laughter and joy that we share every day that we remember.
āAs long as weāre breathing itās not too late to change your story.ā Every day we are alive is an opportunity to āwrite a new pageā in our lives.
You didn't ruin my life or save it, You just handed me small moments like loose change you found in your pockets. I remember the way you peel oranges,
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
āWhile you were overthinking, you missed everything worth feeling.ā Overthinking anything will always cloud your judgement,
āDonāt let the fear of losing be greater than the excitement of winning.ā Have faith in yourself! Instead of looking at how ādifficultā things look
Your words set light to our relationship. 20 years, up in smoke, with your callous, careless, conniving for control. āItās so hard for me,ā you complained.
By Vic Womersley11 months ago in Poets
