Trench Coat leans in, purrs "Ask me in December" ---- Babs?! Expect someone else? ___________________________ Copyright © 04/18/2024 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
By Christy Munson3 years ago in Poets
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
For Matthew Fromm's Challenge Tales of the mundane * Here at the crossroadsI’ll learn to ride the lightningTill they call me home
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
delicate, my dream of you blooms, pale breath too hot ~~ you wither with sun __________________ Copyright © 04/18/2024 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
steamy bowl of soup the server forgot my spoon in my hands i slurp
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)3 years ago in Poets
For Matthew Fromm's Challenge * Waking in a hazeI prepare the soul's windowsgrabbing my glasses
My phone in my hand the world at my fingertips Still, I am alone * ** *** For Matthew Fromm's Challenge And now a challenge!
Fogged over mirror Obscures the vanity and unveils character ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm3 years ago in Poets
“Literature is its own art: the turn of phrase, the delicate spiderweb of words interwoven to snare the reader, an intricate dance of rhythmic sounds and archetypical images silently parading before scrolling eyes.
By C. Rommial Butler3 years ago in Poets
Hugs. Laughter. Tears. I miss all my loved ones. Home. It's where the heart is!
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)3 years ago in Poets
i know i'm not dumb and i know i'm not fucking blind some things; i can't see
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
fucking irrelevant torn between the then and now this irreverence
