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Buy Cheap, Buy Twice
Buy Cheap, Buy Twice People don’t look, they rush, they grab, they chase the bargain, snatch the tag. But stitching frays,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Woman: Humanity’s Most Bizarre Case
No one knows exactly how this miracle happened — how woman became a kind of side character in the history of humankind: morally strong, emotionally sensitive, often anxious, yet always a loyal servant in man’s grand endeavors.
By Kristen Orkoshneliabout a year ago in Poets
The Diet Club Once a Week
The Diet Club Once a Week Once a week we roll in bold, half ashamed and half cold. Tina swears she’s lost an inch, but still can’t button up her shirt.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
gerascophobia
How exciting… today’s your birthday! Thanks for issuing the gardyloo! The what? A warning — a reminder — to stay at home… hidden away!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
Mirror
I didn't like my hair, I didn't like my face, I couldn't be bothered with make-up, It wasted too much space! I redid my ponytail,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
Time to disappear down the rabbit hole
Tick tock. Time slips sideways when you’re not looking. Let your watch spin like a whisper, telling secrets to the teacups.
By Liz Burtonabout a year ago in Poets
The Drafter's Pour
In the blueprint sky, drafting winds— construction flies. Hats are hard to catch and safety... for eyes. A vest arrives: swearing... Shields block the sun, and rays off armor bounces like knights. And hats are swords competing. Who won in the drafter's pour? Fun. 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
FIRST THING IN THE MORNING…. Content Warning.
FIRST THING IN THE MORNING… By Ross E F Lombardi . First thing in the morning… Do you? How do I put this…? . Do you ever get that feeling
By Ross E Fortune Lombardiabout a year ago in Poets
"Will You Go On A Date With Me?"
Deer-in-the-headlights look on my face I stand and stare at you The gravity of the words I just spoke Crashing down on me
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)about a year ago in Poets
Instrumental Googling, My Life
Instrumental googling— today's plan set... for what's new, fullingly. Early this morning: an egg stuffin', two multigrain wheat breads, ... toughened. Rushin' to get things through— finally loose, relieved from googling, today. A fast lunch break, a fast dinner, and grace on the go... all the while, googling! In the morning, a few defining moments— then away. 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
Ghosts
How do you talk to the ghost of the unknown? What to do when you’re alone in room full of people It’s your personal rain cloud on a sunny day
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
The Olden Days Drills
The Olden Days Drills No plugs, no leads, no charge in sight just brute and bird from morn to night he found a pecker, caged it tight
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets