The deck was upright
My hand pulled out queen of cups
Wisdom turned me blue
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More stories from K L and writers in Poets and other communities.
On a velvet couch My willowy thoughts were ghosts The notes spilled blue ink
By K L3 years ago in Poets
You are in the presence of a dangerous woman, one unashamed of her blood-- I'll smear it on your fucking face. Unafraid of my own voice--
By Harper Lewis7 days ago in Poets
In this life, the more you calculate, the more worries you will have; the more tolerant you are, the more happiness you will experience. Strive to live your life well; occasional chaos and occasional tranquility each have their own flavor. Live sincerely, work hard, and live well.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 days ago in Poets
After the storm of winter snow there sat a small bear by the name Ted, of course. He loves the snow and likes to roll around in it making all sorts of trails and whatever he has a mind to do. He wondered where all the people are, but in a way, he is hoping that they are all snug in the homes maybe drinking hot chocolate-one of his favorite drinks with mini-marshmallows and eating something homemade for he likes this winter wonderland all to himself to romp and play and maybe even catch some fish down by the river.
By Mark Graham6 days ago in Fiction
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