Sonnet

Humulus Lupulus
The purple poppy drinks the sunlight in quite like her counterpart the pretty hop; we all begin to feel alright again, perennials ascending vacant lots.
By Sara Wynn14 days ago in Poets
Not so Fast
Not so fast... the moon is tying up the night, while clocks grow wings and scatter through the blue; the roads are melting underneath the light, and yesterday is running after you.
By Nelo14 days ago in Poets
Where Sorrow Learns to Laugh
I wore the moon like ashes on my skin, while rivers grew like roots behind my eyes; then laughter cracked the darkness from within, and silver birds erupted from the skies.
By Nelo14 days ago in Poets
Inevitable
I know the flowers understand my pain of being turned into a drug for men. Elixirs, petal mixtures, lovers slain; their greed turned overdose, and we for them.
By Sara Wynn14 days ago in Poets
All That Remains
Breathe in, breathe out; I disassociate. How beautiful you are, unwinding so. It's me he blindingly depreciates; I turn a blind eye in swirling smoke,
By Sara Wynn14 days ago in Poets
Where October Begins
Past the last bus stop, rain has coated the night, leaves lie bruised and shining in the lane. The gutters catch the porch lamps’ light, while tyres hiss softly through the rain.
By Emilie Turner15 days ago in Poets
Feign
It's true that I have never witnessed true love, and yes, true, that I have childlike dreams; in none of them had I forgiven you
By Sara Wynn15 days ago in Poets
Marionette
My weakened legs, from having been strung up by the duplicit puppet master king-- His Majesty was done with me. Strings? Cut,
By Sara Wynn15 days ago in Poets
Let's Visit October
Pack your bags, we're going to October. Don't forget to pack strong libations, You never know what we'll encounter there.
By K.L. Grace16 days ago in Poets
The House Of October
Introduction I was born in October, as was my daughter Juliet and my Granddaughter Alexis Leia, so I thought us all being together in this place means it is a place for us.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 20 days ago in Poets
Torn Apart
☠️💀☠️💀☠️💀☠️ I'm Torn Apart By The Nothing I Have No Heart I Cannot Sing ☠️💀☠️ Now No More Words Will Come From Me Not To Be Heard I'm Silent See ☠️💀☠️ Nothing Has Won It's The Victor I Will Be Gone There's Nought Better ☠️💀☠️ Here's My Goodbye Away I'll Fly ☠️💀☠️💀☠️💀☠️
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 26 days ago in Poets
Just Being Human
Laughter can brighten even the darkest day, And bring a little sunshine to the heart. But anger sometimes gets in the way, And makes us say things we wish we could restart.
By Nelo26 days ago in Poets