Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Shouldn’t be laughing, but this writer sucks! Oh wait… That’s my handwriting. --------------------------------- Next:
By J. Jay2 years ago in Poets
Jesters who reveal Ugly truths with their jesting Are soon rushed offstage
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
“Music rots when it gets too far from the dance. Poetry atrophies when it gets too far from music.”― Ezra Pound, ABC of Reading.
By Geoffrey Philp 2 years ago in Poets
Attention, they stand. Fork in the road, or jail too? She likes their glimmer.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Sol in obscura Per umbral Luna transit Tactus et fugit
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Sweet sips make my eyes Cross like when I had my first Kiss; blurry, yet bliss.
By Nicole Oliver2 years ago in Poets
Petal placed between Sheets of aged hard bound leather Preserved for you, dear ******** Copyright © 04/13/2024 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
It remains fresh, clear Dawn made of magpie gossip You whispered, "Come on."
Wild hearts pulse in woods, Ancient whispers stir the breeze, Nature's song takes flight.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
In shadows draped, her hair cascades, A veil that hides the moon's soft gaze, Yet in its depths, a mystery lies, A lover's heart, where passion flies.
By Shan Zain2 years ago in Poets
we writers are weird. the way in which we view the world makes our stories.
By Chloe2 years ago in Poets
