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Different shaped petals, Uneven stems. Piles of weeds, And overgrown flower beds. Mud puddles form, The grass grows agile.
By M3 years ago in Poets
The heat of the spring Clasping itself around me The white walls now echoed light The sun mellowly roaming Eyes agaze by the new generation of flowers
Imposing in sleep, Over earth looms the Titan, Within a fire swells.
By Alexander G Gonzales3 years ago in Poets
Málaga wine taste from Phoenician to Greek glass Romans, Moors, British * 11 Nov. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
My knee starts to bleed I slipped on the mossy rock I continue up
I settle on down Four thousand feet below me The view wakes my boots
venation of leaf it resembles my weak nerves constant bad wing spread * 11 Nov. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
The glacier comes down Flurries of snow blind my eyes The mountain's spoken
hell of a mountain blood red in the lake whilst here are only ashes * 11 Nov. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
He looks like a cartoon. Not a regular one, though. One with dark lighting and scenes that make you wonder how they can put that much detail and meaning together and still have it pass as a child-friendly movie.
Colorful mountain The mountain shines such bright light I want to dance right
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
If my hands don’t seem to be enough To carry this in, try this chest.. Understand me though, Once I got it and I clinck-clank the lock,
By Andrew D. Guillory "Drewspeaks"3 years ago in Poets
