Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Mountain Memories It wasn’t so much the words that were said, Or the warmth of the sun falling upon my head. It wasn’t so much the fatback that was cookin’,
By Dan R Fowler2 years ago in Poets
Sand castles upon the sand Created from seemingly nothing They never know how low or high the tide is How long their time will last
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
what colour is your smile what weather is it tonight We will meet in while Just romantic enough for date night I saw the sky bright blue
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
TRAPPED AMID IRONIES Trapped ... Through the labyrinth of ironies, A prisoner in a game of subtlety, Words... Surround me, weaving me
By Patty4120242 years ago in Poets
Life is a mystery. To you and me Reality should kick in. Death is always with us. There are those who died yesterday night.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Spirit Blessings Torrents of rain upon my bed, While dreams splash about nothing said. It’s that kind of night again things waking me,
Cold legs walking in summer Evaporates everything until winter Motivates Mankind to rise up (upper) When the sun slept in my bed
I am sitting here. I've been walking until I come across this river. Taking a simple walk is so refreshing in the middle of the forest.
Love your heart The feel that wakes you up fast Though life is tough you better trust Smile is must You are winning the test
My keys don’t jingle jangle They’re a tale of tales A web of confusion Sewn to protect what I hold dear A tool A mechanism
Looking Afar Away off in the distance, I can see it if I squint, Possible futures shimmering, but it’s only a hint. I’ve tried to peer into the mists and vapors ahead,
I’ve been the last line to many Just another pretty penny A daring glance A lark A shot in the dark A tree that harkens you to rub against its bark
