Valentine's Day cards,
I’m guilty
and you're my crime
Heart shaped boxes,
You're my chocolate
and I'm feeling sweet
Bouquets of flowers,
I’m stolen breath
and you're my thief
Dinners with candles,
You're my flame
and I’m on fire
Midnight love letters,
I’m singing jazz songs
and you're my improvisation
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The Invisible Writer
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Writer of bad poetry
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After the Storm
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 Graham7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (14)
Brilliantly written Invisible <3
Another beauty. Well done, once again.
This is so cleverly beautiful 💝… I especially like: “ Bouquets of flowers, I’m stolen breath and you're my thief”✅
You certainly were on fire. Intense! Well Done!!!
Spectacular!!! Loved it!!!
I loved the cadence in this one. Great poem!
The last two lines are lovely. Nice job!
Awww, this was sooo sweet! Loved your poem!
Boom! This has better be on the winner’s list.
Oh Inviz, you romantic devil. This is lovely, filled with honey,
Beautifully done TIW!
Lovely poem, especially enjoyed the last two lines! I've never been one for Valentines. Probably because I rarely got a card lol!
Oh, I so love this!
Love it.