Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The moon, a silent muse Whose melodies whisper through the night A celestial lullaby Enchanting all who hear its song
By Asandiswa Phaco2 years ago in Poets
fish straight from smiling pond to hungry table ish went the flopping catch fresh from its cradle sh said the fire sleep sweet small angel
By M. Lee2 years ago in Poets
Shouldn’t be laughing, but this writer sucks! Oh wait… That’s my handwriting. --------------------------------- Next:
By J. Jay2 years ago in Poets
Eye damage. Cause you didn’t listen. Listen next time. I will listen next time. Purpose found in darkness. See what happens.
By Jeremy White2 years ago in Poets
Everything goes dark. Celestial event. Light disappears for a time. Internal turmoil. Plus, outer darkness. See what happens.
Eternal darkness Can you see any good in me? Let’s say you can. Is it worth saving me? Perhaps it is or maybe it isn’t.
Submerged in a blue sadness. Confined in a red madness. Blushingly flushed with pink compassion. Consumed by a golden obsession.
By Megan Bald2 years ago in Poets
The day I buy myself a color black Harrier I will shave my legs steam my thighs and paint my hair red. I will slide into my little black dress
By Catherine Nyomenda2 years ago in Poets
The day becomes warm, a breeze dances on the skin, my neck is burning.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
Sweet sips make my eyes Cross like when I had my first Kiss; blurry, yet bliss.
By Nicole Oliver2 years ago in Poets
Watching hard as he starts to nod, Guarding realms from his cozy pod. From the window, though half asleep, Dreams of chases, deep in sleep.
By Xine Segalas2 years ago in Poets
