out on the edge of the pier, she stood searching the surface for bubbles for any sign of the water to move ripples, warning onlookers of trouble
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Curse my fucking lungs this cough it burns catches me unawares and leaves me with a tingling sensation across my face
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
You couldn't see what I did see I was with that plant and you were standing on that tree I saw it withered, dull, and almost decaying in the dirt
By Maryam Batool2 years ago in Poets
i keep those dollars under lock and key. each one, another flighty excuse piling up in the recesses of my scattered brain...
By Lamar Wiggins2 years ago in Poets
I spy on my mind’s eye; you have got to be stunningly gorgeous, just like your will power and emotional gravitational energy.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
I saw her Dancing in the moonlight I saw her Howling to her love I saw her Surrender to the midnight I saw her Flying up above
All this time I've spent searching for peace, was in actuality, wasted... looking for absence‐ down to my last piece... I've given everything, but everything has just stayed as is.
By JM2 years ago in Poets
You can see the shape of them going up in smoke with the embers - the sparks of memories. Fire has no prejudice it holds us all in blame
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
I thought that I knew you like the dirt road I grew up on you couldn't count the stars but you could count them in the sky.
Her breath spiraled up, warm tendrils in the cold night, as her heart exhaled.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
If only the solution to every problem was to write about it... ...or to paint. There really is no room in this world, oversaturated with instant gratification, for the creative mind.
By Kit Val2 years ago in Poets
You know what? Screw you! You took what wasn’t even yours. Do you think I don’t know? I see you as something to abhor. 🖕
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
