The Wheel of Fortune Can Spin Two Ways The wheel of fortune can spin two ways, one for the dreamers, one for the strays. One minute you’re walking the gold-paved street,
By Marie381Uk 3 days ago in Poets
Message in a Bottle Cast adrift from a child on shore who’s seen too much and can’t ignore, nets that tangle, oil that spreads,
Strike him Punch him Knock him down You know you want to Feel the bones crumple As your fist smashes into His beaky nose
By Raymond G. Taylor3 days ago in Poets
Perception. Perception vs reality Things are never truly as they seem and are colored by our perception of them
By Alicia Anspaugh3 days ago in Poets
It is dark And the park is so cold There is ice clinging to the hairs in my nose My socks are soaked From melted snow
By Sam Spinelli3 days ago in Poets
It's never asked all too seriously. Just a question, passing by. - What do you do for fun? I say I like to write. - What do you write about?
By Latisha Jean3 days ago in Poets
I am told I still exist beneath The first two years of motherhood How am I to believe that After e v e r y t h i n g ?
By Justin Black3 days ago in Poets
Wild Adventures Across the Unmapped Before there were destinations, there was wonder brave enough to move. We didn’t leave with maps.
By Flower InBloom3 days ago in Poets
Intrusive Thoughts They arrive uninvited. No knock. No warning. Just a sentence dropped into the room like a broken glass you didn’t throw.
The Murder Of The Song Bird The morning broke without its usual call, No silver note to lift the early air. Branches held their breath in pale surprise,
The Voodoo Doll Of Love I never meant to stitch your name into mine, or thread my breath through the shape of your sigh. This heart learned the pattern before I agreed,
Like, first of all - I thought it made sense!? The way it assumes I am not really enjoying great things!? They say great things, it comes with time - I'm no fool!
By 365poetry3 days ago in Poets
