Being replaced isn't fun at all Yet being replaced is inevitable Being replaced as mother is the hardest to swallow by far
By J.W. Bairdabout a year ago in Poets
I'm not allowed out, That is what they tell me, Singled out, Because I'm married to a man! But; I won't conform to your tradition,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
Calling all the pagans and the atheists, And the Christians who can handle it, The truth that is - Let me clear the air a bit.
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Poets
What are the Revelations? Revealing ideas or facts evaluation or evaluating the way we live valuing life as well as evaluating one's living life with
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
Physical ailments usurp from her brains fog, Sleeping sunken in her belly rests the bog. Watery reeds tangle around her toes,
By Samara Kabout a year ago in Poets
That one glimpse into someone’s life That passing phrase you overheard Those moments you wonder who they are And what they are going through
By Thomas Terryabout a year ago in Poets
In nights so cold where sorrows stay, The heart still seeks a brighter day. Through cracks of stone, a flower grows, Defying all the weight it knows.
By Emma about a year ago in Poets
Well, you read about it in the daily papers, And you see it all the time on TV, And you wonder if such things can really happen,
By Calvin Londonabout a year ago in Poets
The zipper grinds as I open his daycare bag. Pack exactly three changes of clothes, as requested. Hat’s in, water bottle too.
By Sandy Gillmanabout a year ago in Poets
Driving along with no care in the world Getting to work as time goes on Bumped from the side by a big truck Heading right to a pole on the right
By Sarah Danaherabout a year ago in Poets
Wrinkled edges of petals twinkle and revel as vessels for rebel pebbles aspiring to reach levels of precious metals. When dust settles like freckles on human skin,
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Poets
And the prayer “break my heart” fell from my lips, Quickly at that, for distaste had settled in my mouth. My heart, like wilted petals, swiftly slips.
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
