I’ve thought about writing. I’ve read books about writing. I’ve mused about writing, Even pontificated about writing. I’ve known about writing,
By Ashe Lawson3 years ago in Poets
Hey folks, ready to tackle winter head-on? It's that time of the year when the air gets crisp, and the cold starts nipping at your fingertips. But don't sweat it – we've got your back with the lowdown on cold resistant gloves. Let's break it down, find out what makes 'em tick, and get you set for a cozy winter.
By Jasmine3 years ago in Poets
My daddy told me when I was young, "You gotta play the cards you're dealt. "Good or bad, just show them what you've got "Lay them out right on the felt."
By Meredith Harmon3 years ago in Poets
Oh these dreams of mine Can I not wake up from you ? Oh how peaceful it is when I’m sleeping , facts knowing I get to be in our world
By MY PEN ✍🏽 SPEAKS 🦋3 years ago in Poets
In a world where hearts are free, A place where peace is meant to be. No thunder roars, no cannons roar, In the realm where there should be no war.
By Arish Ali 3 years ago in Poets
Shipwrecked! Shipwrecked! How I remember being shipwrecked! // Waves, waves, waves. Crash, crash, crash. // Shipwrecked! Shipwrecked!
By Muhammad Bayazeed3 years ago in Poets
From across the room My eyes glanced upon perfection I turned away Blushing Was I ready to be a part of the crowd? My short red skirt and 3" heels
By KA Stefana 3 years ago in Poets
To all those writers who just want to trash the whole story/book and bash their computers: Don't give up. Keep trying. You'll get it.
By Mother Combs (Sharon)3 years ago in Poets
OH forgot to put this: This article is because of a little unofficial writing challenge. :) Check out Mackenzie's little challenge prompt for this.
By Hope Martin3 years ago in Poets
The way I move is anything but The jiggling of my butt and gut My patter, banter, lines are naff At least I can generate a laugh
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Friends, I am the gravy master, without peer. Come Thanksgiving, Christmas, anytime of year. Cream with sausage for your biscuit.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Poets
Well cat, it’s time for a chat. Did you enjoy your cake? Or did you give yourself a belly ache? My, you do look so pretty.
By Daphsam3 years ago in Poets
