Professional Officer of the Law Improving Communities on Earth
By K. Wisendanger 2 years ago in Poets
ease from your sleep child of my dreams look up as I hold your chin, listen and imagine a heaven so wondrous that your perceptions of who you are now, who you were, who you will become,
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Enveloped in darkness, the moon and sun align Casting shadows all across the sky so divine Light is swallowed whole by this celestial design
By Wayne Ince2 years ago in Poets
"Edward just looks better in the first." "Charlie is a dilf in them all." "Let's be real, New Moon is just the worst." "Isabella Swan, kissing Jacob? Such a fool."
By em2 years ago in Poets
elephant cocks cheetahs dicks and chicken cows llama’s slimy assholes iguanas spermy scrotums parrot piss superhero skid marks
By Bren2 years ago in Poets
Everything is ok! Climbing the work ladder is ok! Life is ok! I’m ok! Pineapple on pizza is ok! Sunlight being blocked by an eclipse is ok!
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Poets
Entwined in endles exertion, the enmity of siblings engages Conflicting celestials, creatures cheer for their champions
By H.H. Callaghan2 years ago in Poets
Energy from the divinity above, Creates a celestial boundary, Loveliness not lost and forecasting Images of a future with no limits.
By Sid Aaron Hirji2 years ago in Poets
Enter the dark with your hands chained behind your back, emersed in the shady corridors between witnesses and bystanders to your decline.
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Poets
Ebelechukwu ; mercy of God Chima; God knows, the creator knows Lebechi; to watch God Ifeoluwapo; God's love is plenty Padideh; most phenomenon
By Catherine Nyomenda2 years ago in Poets
Extinguish the light of day, my love Come to bed and sleep Lean against the pillows while Inner darkness retreats Perfectly a slow arc of sparkling
By Natalie Wilkinson2 years ago in Poets
Equivocal? No, we always knew what it meant. Clear as day, if anything. Literally. In the dark, though, of course. Precisely the point of it all.
By James Leek2 years ago in Poets
