furball scrambles up iced branches in the bleak wind ...knows of warm nest hole
By Mark Francis10 months ago in Poets
Who is in control? Writer or character? Choose wisely my friend. --------------------------------- Hello hello again! Seems like I have a pattern of posting and then disappearing for months. My sincerest apologies O.O I kept on meaning to post the end of this arc, but then something else would snag my attention away. Thus, my compounded procrastination turned this simple molehill of a task into a towering mountain. It was constantly in the back of my mind as some intimidating project I needed to do but kept pushing off. Today I finally decided to post. It was due mainly to a flash of spontaneous energy and focus out of nowhere. So now finally I have posted, and I hope you all enjoy!
By Jemma Jae10 months ago in Poets
When you’re on my hands My heat goes up like a dove. Wonders of a glove. Check out my first book “Melanin Memoirs” out now on Amazon
By Joe Patterson10 months ago in Poets
Toes numb and pulsing dig through the laundry for socks fresh from the dryer.
By Kera Hollow10 months ago in Poets
i imagined you built a world only i saw time to burn it down
By Tina D. Lopez10 months ago in Poets
White or green Christmas It matters not where you roam Your heart feels like home
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden10 months ago in Poets
Shivering bodies burrowing under blankets warmth held between us
By Steve Lance10 months ago in Poets
The strongest big hug During the darkest of days Your love keeps us warm
By Angie Johnson10 months ago in Poets
Betwixt cold cracked trees Warm blooded moon fox, unfurls Ready for the hunt
By Simon Aylward10 months ago in Poets
Dead of nighttime chill— sunrise streaking hallowed heat, ghostly glows the dawn.
By Pamela Williams10 months ago in Poets
A random kind word Floating on the wind like snow Making kindness grow
By Katie L. Oswald (BookDragon)10 months ago in Poets
A light on a desk For the unsuspecting moth A funeral pyre
