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Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.

Her Adoration of Toile de Jouy
In a world of patterns, she found her delight, A love for Toile de Jouy, shining so bright. With its intricate scenes, so gracefully drawn,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Where the Treasure Clings
My mind feels like a ship on a sea, always moving, sailing somewhere, maybe towards a storm, maybe towards solace. The masts are strong but they are starting to get more tattered with age, rage and vulnerabilities. How much longer? How much longer? Will I sleep in a ship port of peace with other ships that just rest there? The ship bottom is plastered in barnacles and old hopes that were hidden like treasure on the ship. You mean to tell me that the treasure wasn’t at the bottom of the sea tucked away in a chest, but the treasure was attached to the bottom of me?
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
**Come and Go**
In the gentle ebb and flow of time, Moments drift like fleeting rhyme, A dance of change, wild and free. Laughter fades and tears may fall,
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
Of Lords and Kings
Magnificent heroes and valiant braves, we extol your glory, Indomitable strength and power, etched in story. In their realm, justice reigns, their word law,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Old Friend
Hello old friend We meet again It’s been a long while You used to wander after me Up and down the aisle Through fields of green grass
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
shadow sleeps in Glory
Water also drips Life needs a sip Close your lip Magical majestical marine Nostalgic night Navy Dear deadly Dam Skin sinking memory
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
The Fairy's Wisdom
“I can’t love him” She said as the fairy danced around her head “Why not?” The fairy asked “Because the mold is cast. He is promised to another.”
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Solitary Path
Solitary Path I stood looking down a lonely solitary path, One I’ve visited once alone without wrath. I stood there questioning as I’d done before,
By Dan R Fowler2 years ago in Poets
Heartbreak At Dawn:(
Who will unveil the heart of a quiet soul? True emotions seem destined to remain untold. Pain doesn’t fade; it’s a lifelong guide, teaching us to live with the wounds inside. This may be a twisted truth or a lie, but I can’t erase her from my mind. Deep in my heart, her memory still burns a yearning that forever returns.
By Ameer Bibi2 years ago in Poets
Months later
It ends sometime Other times it must start it keeps happening fine It all begins like the art After all, it happens the same
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
Classic 1991 Break-Up
Texting was no option. I call you And say "Sorry, it's over," be Mad, it won't change. The phone ran Out of cord, like we both
By Jennifer L Osborne2 years ago in Poets
if timing was water. Runner-up in Breakup Nonet Challenge.
but we were two dahlias in a world made for sunflowers, together, we grew in each other’s light, planted seeds, sprouted buds,
By D2 years ago in Poets