art
Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
The Weather Man
The weatherman’s life is always cloudy. He wakes up, brushes his teeth everyday so they look perfect on T.V., and fixes his hair to look just perfect. Once he gets to work, he doesn’t feel as perfect as he looks. The weatherman thinks of how he can just get through the day.
By Rees Marshall8 years ago in Poets
The Blue Ocean and The Palm Tree
Running inside my mind, from side to side, and somewhere near the place I store the memories of her, a beach with a blue ocean and a palm tree, a bottle of rum, a towel, a beer, a pen, a blank paper, myself, and nothing else but imagination. I could’ve wrote anything but I decided to write about the future. What do you expect about it?.. Flying cars, robotic sex dolls, being slim with a pill and immortal with an injection?
By Juan Manuel8 years ago in Poets
