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Exhilarated
Not my first time, submitting to a challenge; the topic was sweet and I thought "I can manage". Started slow, and then I went crazy;
By Alex Torres2 years ago in Poets
How do they "love" on Pluto?
How do they love on Pluto? With or without tentacles? Do they pick one of ninety thousand, Five hundred sixty days, To reveal their fondness?
By Salomé Saffiri2 years ago in Poets
Ocean Vuong: A Poetic Voice of Intimacy, Loss, and Resilience
Early Life and Influences Born in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, in 1988, Vuong immigrated to the United States with his family as a child. His upbringing in a working-class immigrant household in Hartford, Connecticut, played a crucial role in shaping his literary voice. Growing up, he was drawn to storytelling, especially as a way to bridge the cultural and linguistic gaps between himself and the world around him. He learned English at a later age, and this delayed acquisition of language informs much of his work, particularly his fascination with words, their meanings, and their limitations.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
The Connect
Connect four Sounds like funk music With the headphones. Don't take off like a Spaceship this day in age, Keep 'em on. Where was the journey, My ear bud. Bud stone Never stay the same Get gone... funk. Hear the fame, Heard the change, Connect four... Wore it down. 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
Love In Fifty Words
Love In Fifty Words, Eleven Hours LeftOh I'd Love To Win, But I'll Feel BereftVerily, Yes Love Always Fills My TimeEvery Smile That I See I Love So FineLove Is A Most Perfect InspirationOutrageously Wonderful ElationVaguely, Hopefully, Lovingly ForwardExcellent Romance And Much More
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
The Jokes on me 😆
I once told a joke that was corny. I laughed all night with Sigourney. So hard that we puked, All over my suit I still wore it to work in the morning.
By Lamar Wiggins2 years ago in Poets
I Say the Words I Wish to Hear
I say the words I wish to hear, Expecting the world to echo them clear, In every action, in every breath, A reflection of what my heart begets.
By Adarsh Kumar Singh2 years ago in Poets
Cat jack-insane
There once was a cat named Sprinkles, Who wore tiny hats with wrinkles. She danced in the rain, With moves so profane, Thinking he was cat jack-insane
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
Love this Country. Content Warning.
The history of our land has not always been grand Since Christopher Columbus wrecked the land Then called it’s natives, outside of their name
By Cadma2 years ago in Poets
Mama Always Said; There Would Be Frogs
Love makes you crazy Love can drive you insane Love is amazing When it whispers your name To grow, love needs changing It cannot stay the same
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
I Mean, Whatever
Liar, liar, started a fire You broke my broken and the flames got higher Offered a bandaid to cover my scars Filled it up with smoke and extinguished my stars
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Operator, Operator
Becky was a telephone switchboard operator Once she was asked to connect to Mrs Alligator She quickly disconnected the line
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets