New Year’s Resolution What Is Yours? Another year stands quietly at the door, asking what I will carry, what I will leave behind.
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
If mind and body be not one, At enmity the two shall be. ----------------------------------------- The former of the second free,
By Sean Byers2 months ago in Poets
When Christmas Was a Manger Christmas was never wrapped in shining paper, It arrived on straw beneath a borrowed roof. No music played, no crowds stood waiting,
From deep primeval winter, roused from a stubborn sorcery of stone and this cemetery of long-foresaken clay, -- the thawing rain, which blesses the barren
The Hour the Red Horse Waited The red horse stands among winter branches, pine needles breathing out old December air. Ornaments sway with the smallest memory of touch,
The Wicked Step Dad Please don’t run away he will kill you I said it too fast I think you missed half you’re fumbling with the window latch
Red Number At The Casino I found a fortune with my hands in the loo. notes folded like promises all over the floor. The table smiled, green and patient,
Falling Down From Bridges High I have stood where the city forgets its name, where the river keeps secrets better than people,
In searching for satisfaction, I have found death in the form of sin, and at the cost of my breath‐ In looking for pleasure, I've found myself dancing within a fire
By Josh Morgan2 months ago in Poets
The Cats That Scream When the houses sleep quiet at night, the streets turn narrow and shy. From the gutters of sleep they gather,
Together, Me And My Horse I love my life in the way this moment breathes, the leather creaks, the wheels wait their turn.
Poem on the Catwalk She steps where cameras are and chandeliers hang low, a red carpet unrolling like a sentence with no end.
