when I kniht too much ---leg won't stop jiggling too much o v e r whelms ---jiggling and fidgeting o v e r whelms, my mind
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
My tears splash Into the farewell cake batter Tasting sweet sorrow
By Bonnie Bowerman2 years ago in Poets
Ingredients One Open-Minded Person: It just takes one who is as open as a window on a warm spring day, willing to allow the breezy into the mind.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
Never be off Always be on Always be green Always checking Always always always always be closing
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
It comes on in waves, no respite, ever given, the day continues.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
Thanks to Poppy again for raising another challenge to get us Vocal people thinking and creating. You can read about this challenge here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Texas weather was like that, you know! Sunny at ten am but pelting down hail by afternoon. But her life was kind of like that, too.
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet of the night, where shadows weep, Lies a tale of love lost, where memories creep. A heart once whole, now shattered and torn,
By mike webster2 years ago in Poets
PIECES OF ME UNBROKEN At 74 years old, an old soul of the universe From many lifetimes of global DNA Of many decades of what it’s worth
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
I fell down the rocky mountain many times, I cried as blood dripped from my hands, My legs were sore, aching from the pain,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
These black holes are practically irresistable, whisking me away into voids of ecstacy. I try to avoid them, changing my trajectory towards bodies
By Eden Bell2 years ago in Poets
I can’t help it. I don’t fit in, and I seem to never will. I struggle to make eye contact, my words can’t come out, and my feet just can’t stay still.
By Trishawn Blake2 years ago in Poets
