Free Verse

I’ve Slowed The Tide of Time
My body is the vessel of earthly life, The machine that quietly hums along, Busy on auto pilot, Strumming to its own tune,
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Poets
east coast. Top Story - January 2024.
if you tell me where we're going then i'll tell you where i went after the marathon. you won't like it. i did. you sent me like an orphan to the countryside in wartime, you wouldn't look me in the eye so i did, in the mirror: teeth bared, never flossing.
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Poets
A Lancashire Abecedarian
Introduction I thought I was done with this challenge then I was reading Stuart Maconie's "Pies And Prejudice" and he had reached his home town of Wigan and started listing a lot of the odd place names in the Lancashire area. Of course, I thought that might be an idea for a poem. Obviously "Z", "X" and "Q" will be awkward but I will see if I can do it.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Hard-Boiled
It is the middle of a boiled egg that is squishy and malleable - No incorrect the center is the yoke.
By Pōlani Monderen 2 years ago in Poets
Curtail the Cats
An understanding, some cooperation would be nice to hear from those cat owners who open the door for their errant, exhuberant
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
Soul Writers We Are. Top Story - January 2024.
From the furthest reaches of our deep vast souls; We write to keep you static from the addictive endless thumb scrolls. We’ll tell you tales that may cause your heart to race.
By Julia Alfred2 years ago in Poets
Alphabeting Goodbye
A vengeful grin, Beaming on a face so calm. Calculating the lies, Declaring the truth will be their downfall. Everyone’s a masked player right now and
By Julia Alfred2 years ago in Poets
"A MYRIAD OF DANGLING CONVERSATIONSOF LIFE"
The video was edited and created by the author. The text messages were created by the author to herself to represent the actual texting in today's society. Photography by the author. Music by the author. Drawings by Bing A.I.. Story was written by the author. Any representation of characters and photos to real persons are coincidental.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Lost in translation
In the realm of words, a delicate art, Where languages meet, but worlds drift apart. Lost in translation, a subtle divide,
By Dim Esther2 years ago in Poets
Denise E Lindquist -- Queen of the Day
Hear ye Hear me I have something to say It’s an exceptional day It’s the birthday of a Queen Many wonders are still to be seen
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
To find the coast, every moment matters....
When there's not, a glimpse of a lighthouse, a lost ship sails, in the stormy, misty night, The pitch darkness gets vanished,
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
How to Waste 12 Minutes
How to waste 12 minutes Just 11 now The end of class always takes the longest 10 minutes bouncing between staring at my notebook,
By E. C. Mira2 years ago in Poets