Elegy

You're My Best Friend
You're My Best Friend 🍁🦋🕊️🌸♎💜♉🌸🕊️🦋🍁 Thank You For Being My Best Friend You're The One Who Showed Me The Way Built Me Up Each And Every Day 🕊️♎💜♉🕊️ And Our Friendship Will Never End You Have Shown Me Such Perfect Trust What You've Given Me Is Gold Dust 🕊️♎💜♉🕊️ I'm Here Because Of You My Friend You Have Given Me So Much Love So Thank You My Beautiful Dove 🕊️♎💜♉🕊️ You Raise My Spirits, You're My Gem I Love You Back My Lovely Cats My Companions And Perfect Match 🕊️♎💜♉🕊️ Princess And Pets, Three Perfect Friends Sharing Much Love And Such Friendship One That Will Never Be Eclipsed 🍁🦋🕊️🌸♎💜♉🌸🕊️🦋🍁
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Poets
The Outhouse
Sitting around the cabin in the warm sun carefully peeling the labels from frosted moist stubby beer bottles as if divine
By Gerry Thibeault2 months ago in Poets
Girl fuck Uuuuu. Content Warning.
Girl fuck you, And I really mean it as not as fucking you, Like fuck you cause you're a bitch, Fuck you cause you think you rule shit,
By Erica Williams2 months ago in Poets
Memory Soup
Pot of chicken soup, Savory and warm with the Memory of you * Thanks so much for reading! If you enjoyed this poem, I’d appreciate it so much if you shared it and left a heart, a tip, and a pledge! And subscribe to see more of my writing in the future!
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash2 months ago in Poets
For The Lord of the Highway
I The Lord of the Highway died this week, poet, raconteur, honky-tonk hero, the first person I’d ever heard * to blend a West Texas twang
By David Muñoz2 months ago in Poets
shadows and years. Winner in The Last Flame Challenge. Top Story - December 2025. Content Warning.
a man sits alone at an oval oak table with a birthday cake, seven candles striped red and white (little candy cane babies)
By John R. Godwin2 months ago in Poets
I Feel I Am Ageing in Earth Years
I Feel I Am Ageing in Earth Years With all its windows reflecting, Sameness gawks at what is left of self on the edge of a farm.
By Gerry Thibeault2 months ago in Poets
sorrows
I relinquish my sorrow from my heart through my lips & into this river blanketed grief no longer holds me down it will forever be apart of me
By G.S Hasckle2 months ago in Poets
Pure struck with a snowdrop and bit of a luck!
Pure as white, and gentle at sight, Luck descends in crimson shine. Upon the bloom, so small, so bright, Hope awakens in the morning light.
By CA'DE LUCE2 months ago in Poets
And there was Light!
And there was light, Breaking the silence of endless night. Shadows fled, creation started its whirred, Hope was spoken, and life was bestowed!
By CA'DE LUCE2 months ago in Poets
A Dirge for My Danners
When I was forty I said Or at least I thunk it in my head: I put my feet up on that grill My boots are burned there still
By Canute Limarider2 months ago in Poets
The 12 Days Of Christmas, I'm Truly Jamaican, And Also Perhaps A "Little" Original
1st Day...... Dear Santa, I must let you know that I tried this thing with the "Jamaican" people, I don't know, they seem to think I'm replacing you with something, or someone else - oh well... we should stick to the "Patrrage In A Pear Tree", we should...
By 365poetry2 months ago in Poets