June, Summers here at last I don’t want praise songs don’t give me hymns just birds on the wire and sun on my limbs No need for daisy chains
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Introduction These are some words for my Muse, with an adapted sonnet form and words borrowed from Pink Floyd and mythology.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
To those who comment and like thank you. Yesterday, 13 of you stood with me. Out of 417 subscribers. Maybe the rest were busy.
Time will always make you grow. Slowly, you understand what was not clear at first, what was difficult to overcome; It is nothing now.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Childhood trauma, grief, and loss here So much worry, anger, and fear Racism alive And will I survive I can strive Shed a tear
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets
I. The City Sleeps with One Eye Open The city hunches like a drunk in the alley, coughing neon into puddles, its breath thick with secrets and gin.
By Esther Sunabout a year ago in Poets
I went on a paseo solitario in my barrio, I picked gardenia flores, I was treated with canciones of pinzones. I admired the neighbors' rosas.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
Christmas Wonderland mysteriously materialises in our CBD… a magical magnet drawing all to see, enjoy and marvel together
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
I think I Still Got It (Sort Of) My knees now creak like haunted doors, I grunt just bending down for drawers. I sneeze and it’s a gamble, friend.
If Eagle is the King of the bird kingdom because of his attitude, and Lion the King of the animal kingdom because of his bravery,
By Irene Mugang Narewec about a year ago in Poets
The Letter Came on a Thursday The letter came on a Thursday It sat in the pile like it belonged A plain envelope his solicitors name in the corner.
No One Saw this Coming I didn’t plan to stay long just show my face, drink the free fizz smile for the photos Then go home alone.
