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A Sily TV Show
On the TV screen, a wacky delight, A show so silly, it's out of sight. Characters with antics, laughs in the air, A goofy world, beyond compare.
By Anna 2 years ago in Poets
Libby the Witty Kitty
There once was an itty bitty kitty. Her name was Libby. Her fur was the color of a sweet biscotti with snowfall white stripes.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
Caffeinated Cassie
Day 19/366 of writing and publishing pieces in 2024. Meet Caffeinated Cassie She grinds all day and dances all night. She likes to drink French press but at least once a week orders a red eye. She likes double espresso after dinner. She gets shit done but knows how to live fully. If you’re lucky enough to be around her energy, she’ll make you feel like you’re walking on a cloud. She lives without abandon and sucks the marrow out of each moment.
By Jennifer Lancaster @jenergy172 years ago in Poets
Reduced Melon
Your skin is like a scaly lizard Who's just about to flake. The yellow sticker on your nethers Speaks of your exclusivity
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
A Lancashire Abecedarian
Introduction I thought I was done with this challenge then I was reading Stuart Maconie's "Pies And Prejudice" and he had reached his home town of Wigan and started listing a lot of the odd place names in the Lancashire area. Of course, I thought that might be an idea for a poem. Obviously "Z", "X" and "Q" will be awkward but I will see if I can do it.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Whimsical Tales
In the nooks of imagination, where stories brew, Whimsical tales, both old and new. A cat with a hat, a mouse with a flute,
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Poets
Monday Blues
Monday morning dawns with a weary haze, A symphony of yawns, a sluggish phase. The alarm clock's song, an unwelcome chime,
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Poets
Hard-Boiled
It is the middle of a boiled egg that is squishy and malleable - No incorrect the center is the yoke.
By Pōlani Monderen 2 years ago in Poets
Soul Writers We Are. Top Story - January 2024.
From the furthest reaches of our deep vast souls; We write to keep you static from the addictive endless thumb scrolls. We’ll tell you tales that may cause your heart to race.
By Julia Alfred2 years ago in Poets
Blinders
A bit of drama threatens to ensue. But shall it arrive at my doorstop Carefully or with no warning? Dominating in presence
By ANITA RACHELLE2 years ago in Poets
"A MYRIAD OF DANGLING CONVERSATIONSOF LIFE"
The video was edited and created by the author. The text messages were created by the author to herself to represent the actual texting in today's society. Photography by the author. Music by the author. Drawings by Bing A.I.. Story was written by the author. Any representation of characters and photos to real persons are coincidental.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Not To Be Described
Surfaced glow in darkened light, Burning canvas, Melding; Exuberant the caustic flow-- Arriving, here, and now; Taking hold;
By Ad-Libbing With The Z-Man2 years ago in Poets