One eve in December The land bedecked with snow We close our eyes and remember, * In the hearth, a dying ember Continues, dimly, to glow,
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
It’s the end of the day Take me to the house of cards Take to where the bards play Take me out to the yard Where we can be merry
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Tell me your stories, your magic is mine. In the land of consequences and time Where reality breeds stories that grew as vines
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Poets
Bleed into that arduous, beckoning dark, And keep close your chosen faith. Sailing without sails on your barque. * Hoping to find your ark
By K. Kocheryan2 years ago in Poets
I held you tightly that last December I did not release you the entire day I will always love you, please remember * You seemed okay that previous September
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 years ago in Poets
Tis the season to rest. Rushing around buying gifts. Stay healthy, and feel your best. """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""
By Cathy Deslippe2 years ago in Poets
For you, I carved out a nook. It’s cozy and warm, It’s in my heart. It expands more and more with every look. You start to read my thoughts like a book.
By Steven Rice2 years ago in Poets
Dance beneath the moonlight on the beach A chance for romance, chance to be free Of love's power and endurance let us teach
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Downing news and coffee, hands may shake though there’s really nothing wrong with you at all in needing an alarm clock to awake.
By Mark Francis2 years ago in Poets
I sang a song once on my mast. The ship I stalked; I lead neutrally. On my way to the dark vast. - Countless moons our ship blew past.
By Mya Doerksen2 years ago in Poets
The faces of dead fishermen pupate at sea Foamy water absorbs turbulent thought Vengeance was their fate, now washed away by time plea
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
Your transparent deeds reflect in the turquoise water Your hands, like tree trunks, filter the mere light Crime of passion is your forte, hombre
