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Still Readable
Not the best writer In the world or on Vocal It's still readable
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
5/1/25
I sit here hugging the ocean And yet I hold nothing Choking on tears of fear Of futures lost Was it just a stepping stone
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Clackers or Ker-Knockers 1970’s Toy
Clackers or Ker-Knockers 1970’s Toy In schoolyards where laughter rang, Two balls on strings would loudly bang. Clackers in hand, we’d swing with might,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
My Day at the Beach
Thank you for coming out here today You’re probably wondering why I called you Although, I don’t know what you want me to say
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
A Monkey took a Pee on me
A Monkey took a Pee on me I sat under a coconut tree bye the sea when a monkey looked down on me. Disgusting little bleeder
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
A love letter to everything I have survived
Darkness in its deepest sonder, desolation in its truest bareness, all embraced my shattered skin, Enclothed in the tightness of survival, the light that belied in its invisibility propelled me to keep my hope akin.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Thank God for the Delete Button
If you had read my story earlier, it's about the Movie called Robinson Crusoe, not Cast Away. I'm sorry. What was I thinking?
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets
AP (Advanced Placement)
Assistance... How many miles? Advance placement proximity, Two thousand three hundred. Anything less? No, sir! "Recalculate" continue... Shortest. Need assistance?... How long? Advance placement proximity, Time thirty-two hours. Anything less? No, sir! Wait! Now, advance placement proximity, Thirty-one hours, Unless... 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. Smith2 years ago in Poets
Memories of Washday Adventures
Back in the day We, the children, were assigned washday chores Simple chores like hanging clothes on the clothesline But to children, no chore is simple
By Wanjiru Ciira2 years ago in Poets
Is It A Full Moon?
The moon laughs at me outside my window, While I nurse my sore head; In the middle of the night, I found myself upside down!
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Final Notice
To the Audience: Due to particular circumstances, the Writer has decided to go in a different direction. As much as your recent work has been appreciated, and your comments noted for their insight and wit, the Writer has decided that he can no longer move forward with you as a partner in this enterprise.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Messy
Marvin thought he’d make a good hubby. Elvira was a little bit chubby. So Marv figured Elvira wouldn’t turn down his proposition.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets