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I once waited at the base of a mountain in Utah who claimed to be a god, and I believed him because when I scoured the surface
By Sam Eliza Green3 years ago in Poets
Facing your fears on the screen That’s what I mean When I mention his name Raised in England by the grocer’s hands
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
Quiet peace and startled souls; find my happiness wandering between their bones. A careful touch with a longing read; my soul is happiest with the dead.
By Sindy Leah Fitz3 years ago in Poets
This spider moved in several months ago. I guess I wasn't paying attention, I don't know. It caught my eye, because I've seen him grow. I want him to stay, I also want him to go!
By Deidre Melson3 years ago in Poets
I can hear the melodic rain peacefully drenching the Earth and me too It's just like... A walk in a cool stream with my bare feet kissing the pebbles underneath while gliding my hand over every other stone
By MICHELLE SHAAY 3 years ago in Poets
Punctuated light Picturing my place On this world Full of contradictions and blind spots From which I am not visible
As seasons change, so do we. As we change so do our personalities. We get comfy in our own skin so what it be. Are we sending messages to the universe?
By Emily Radford(Rising Phoenix)3 years ago in Poets
Pull the cap off What will you write today? An odious ode Of men sold to gold That smell of things so old Their story is no longer told
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
I wake in the early morning to see a glorious horizon. I take some fresh air the birds chirp around me, some very annoying.
Plants Those soft and fresh Are mercilessly eaten by herbivores Those that are good at defending themselves
By Mariana R Penn3 years ago in Poets
When the soft sounds of high soprano notes and violins fill the air with such gentle ease, That is when my mind feels free and at peace.
By Jackie Barrows3 years ago in Poets
A facial grimace shows the mood you are in. A movement of muscles making you smile or smirk with an angry glare or a happy stare.
By Denise Larkin3 years ago in Poets
