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 Under.the.Poetree with 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
In shadows draped, her hair cascades, A veil that hides the moon's soft gaze, Yet in its depths, a mystery lies, A lover's heart, where passion flies.
By Shan Zain2 years ago in Poets
we writers are weird. the way in which we view the world makes our stories.
By Chloe2 years ago in Poets
everything begins to happen within the change of the seasons. change becomes you when you put the work in to become a different version of yourself.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
cold cruel words spew like crap from her mouth she pleasantly purrs as they come gushing out finding her joy
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet hush of eventide's embrace, Where shadows dance and whispers chase, There dwells a soul, serene and still,
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
In the toil of dawn's first light, With hands that labor, hearts ignite, A journey forged through sweat and strife,
Making a move with my own individual groove taking the group and feeling them move to show no fuzz to their freely liberating buzz
By Lightness2 years ago in Poets
Rain sends my blossoming thoughts Journeying onwards to home. * This has been written in response to Hannah Moore's challenge which you can read here as it continues to flower:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
In a cozy tavern, filled with warmth and light, Sat a man with his goblet, gleaming bright. With a sparkle in his eye and a grin so wide, He raised his cup, ready for the ride.
By Chuks Gad Nwaigwe2 years ago in Poets
