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July’s Gentle Heart
July’s Gentle Heart Sunlight spills through open doors laughter hums along the floors hands in hands, no need to roam July has made our hearts a home
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Love Reveal
I Have So Much Love To Give You! The truth is always hidden in the context. But still my heart may be broken, but I will always love you.
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Scroll
Scrolling, scrolling, down, down, down Through the death spiral of society Trying to wake up Wanting to make up for time lost
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
The Stink that bought the Drink
Days turned to weeks The smell was not weak The man in protest Did possess a foul weft A weft that he wafted All about town
By James Spencer-Briggsabout a year ago in Poets
Somewhere between the sun and the challenges...
It was a warm day in...."Wait which challenge is this again". Click...save! Scrolling, scrolling down the list....of yeah - 'Somewhere between here and there'. That's the one.
By Novel Allenabout a year ago in Poets
Ellie May Was Never Here
You knock where no door should be, the porch sagging like a breath held too long. That gate—red as blood or barnwood after rain— moans Ellie’s name,
By Muhammad Abdullahabout a year ago in Poets
POEM - The Four Friends: A Confluence Of Strength
Before the confluence, where the wide river bends, And ancient forest to the meadow descends, Four spirits moved, distinct in form and aim,
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
Thoughts
Remembers... Wishes... Dark — very deep, and preyful, too. Like filters, we strained well to see a special somebody, something special, too. Close! Closes view, there's disappointment, Ask again... fat or skinny, too. Didn’t eat, it remembers wishes, That’s it! For the toy... Shouldn’t have shakin' the ball, black and blue. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
Infomercial
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By Lamar Wigginsabout a year ago in Poets
Public Eyes
Steppin’ off the car behind the suspicious chubby fella’ from seat 3A I had to listen to him snore the whole GD way Now I can barely off-board
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
Excluded: Biased Toward Bias
Preamble: As many of you probably know, I've been working on trying to get published and entering various competitions outside Vocal for sometime now. This next piece, is my 10th overall rejection, that includes competitions and submission calls with literary publications. I've been encouraged, inspired and spurred along to try by the two Stephens. Stephen A Roddewig and Stephen Kramer Avitabile.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
POEM - Captured Starlight
In a hollowed jar on a windowsill, Where shadows sleep and time stands still, I trapped the glow of the distant night, A trembling beam of captured starlight.
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets