Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
On these pages: a story writ. Not lines of love, near opposite. With wicked words, bursting seams. and pictures ripped from horror scenes.
By Away With Words3 years ago in Poets
Pre-reading What is nature? How do you enjoy the beauty of nature? Would you like to visit a place of natural beauty? Reading
By Vocal Creator3 years ago in Poets
You came like a gust of wind in the month of March riding on the beautiful words of spring Through my every organ directly towards
By Vincent3 years ago in Poets
On the floor they sit and play a game, As light from above spills and floods the frame. From the half-closed door comes a corner of bright,
Letting go is not easy It takes courage and grace To release what no longer serves us And embrace a new space Letting go is not giving up
By Karun 3 years ago in Poets
For Iris, with love: The overcast skies are your tearful eyes Misty as the ocean tide But when the sun is out, I hide away
By Jessi3 years ago in Poets
Clink! Clank! Bang! Deafening were the sounds of metal. Sara's ears were in pain. Her father knelt by the fire. She hid in the corner, careful not to breathe.
By Norma Jane3 years ago in Poets
Easter Candy—70% Off At your local Walgreen’s Seven dollar apiece chocolate bunnies Bought last week for children Now cost a buck and a half
By Chuck Etheridge3 years ago in Poets
In the heart of the city, bustling with life Amidst the noise and chaos, there's rhythm and strife The honking of horns, the chatter of crowds
By Zain Abid3 years ago in Poets
Love, the sweetest emotion known to man, A force that binds, a feeling grand, The thrill of falling, the rush of a new, A passion that burns, forever true.
By Mutahir Ahsan3 years ago in Poets
In the jungle's heart, where the wild things roam, Stalks a creature of beauty, grace, and chrome, Its coat is painted with stripes of black and gold,
Mbappe, oh Mbappe, Swift as a deer on the plain, Your footwork, so deft, Is like music to the brain. With a lightning-fast pace,
By Dinakar3 years ago in Poets
