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Dear Resusci Annie
Dear Resusci Annie, I know we just met and this seems forward, Excuse my hands as I place them thus, Two fingers at your bust,
Judey KalchikPublished about a year ago in Poets You Are The Star
You are the star Of your own show No one else decides the plot Or even the characters You lead the way You have the most dialogue
Karen LaRuePublished about a year ago in PoetsThe Beauty and Significance of Poetry
Poetry is a powerful medium that has been used to express emotions, thoughts, and ideas for centuries. It has the ability to capture the essence of a moment, a feeling, or a message, and convey it in a way that resonates with people across different cultures and languages. In this article, we will explore the world of poetry, its beauty, and significance, and the reasons why it remains relevant even in today's fast-paced digital age.
Muneeb JavedPublished about a year ago in PoetsThe Journey of Love and Wisdom
Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there lived a young man named Anwar. He was known throughout the kingdom for his intelligence and wit, and he spent most of his days reading books and engaging in lively debates with anyone who would listen. His friends and family admired him for his vast knowledge and his ability to solve even the most complex problems. One day, as Anwar was strolling through the palace gardens, he came across an old man sitting under a tree. The old man's face was lined with wrinkles, and his hair and beard were snow-white. Anwar was intrigued by the old man and approached him to strike up a conversation.
Faisal KarimPublished about a year ago in PoetsLove v. War
Some of the best things in life operate at extremes of beauty and terror with minimal margins for bullshit and error, as do some of the worst.
Jacob ShermanPublished about a year ago in PoetsAn Open Letter to Society
To Whom it May Concern, As a whole, America has come a long way. We have grown a lot the past to today. Slavery is always the elephant in the room. We are not allowed to speak on it. The subject is taboo. It happened, it is a part of our history. There's nothing we can do. I am a black woman, so slavery is a part of my life. My ancestors are majority black, a small handful are white. I visited the very plantation my ancestors lived on. I saw the living quarters, cotton fields, and so on. Small, dark and cramped are the adjectives I used while I was there. It is so unfair. But the past is the past, right?
Latoya GilesPublished about a year ago in PoetsDear Fellow Vocal Writers
A Poem Using the Title of Every Challenge I’ve Entered Thus Far Dear Fellow Vocal Writers, Life is a challenge to be sure
Atomic HistorianPublished about a year ago in PoetsSTOP DOG MEAT TRADE
My fur is thick and brown, My eyes are bright and round, But in some places I'm not safe, My fate is not profound.
Miguel RamirezPublished about a year ago in PoetsDear Me
Dear Latoya, How are you my dear? What are you up to now? It's been years. I have been wanting to talk to you for so long. I wanted to catch you before life did you wrong. I been here all along...but silent. Maybe I should say I was SILENCED. By who? Don't know. They covered my mouth tight and refused to let go. enough about that mess tho. I am here now. Who am I right? I'm sure you want to know. I don't really have a name. I am your younger self, so I guess our names are the same. Hello Latoya.
Latoya GilesPublished about a year ago in PoetsThe Ideal Morning
When I get the feeling that it's time for me to arise for the day, I open my eyes and I feel your warmness kissing my face,
Felisha DanyellePublished about a year ago in PoetsMelodic is the Only Choice
What do I do when the rage builds So High Higher than the highest tree Or building Or even mountain Not something I can tear down
Karen LaRuePublished about a year ago in PoetsA Letter to Myself: A Journey of Self-Discovery, Growth, and Self-Love
Dear Self, As I sit down to write this letter to you, I am filled with both apprehension and excitement. It has been a long time since we last spoke, and I am curious to know how you have been faring. I want to know if you have been taking care of yourself and if you have found peace and happiness within yourself.
the4alwaysPublished about a year ago in Poets