By falling in reverse, Ive harboured true vice. A disappointment A disaster A disgrace. Fallen from perfection. Fallen from the hill of stability.
By Lane Burns2 years ago in Poets
A little runny, A little chewy, A little bumpy, A little yellow. Full of flavour, Devour me, I'm your food saviour.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
I'll probably never be happy or content with my life. I also understand I'm far more blessed than many people. I have no regrets.
By Plan Execute Profit2 years ago in Poets
That is what it feels like when I’m in a room with more than one cat. *** Their fur floating around everywhere. Their claws scratching whatever soft surface they can locate.
By Amethyst Champagne2 years ago in Poets
The following piece is a collaboration between the brilliant abnormal minds of myself and my Vocal Bff Heather Hubler. Once again, you can blame JBaz and Dana Crandell for the madness about to follow.
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets
Spring has sprung, flowers are blooming The grass is greener than before Wildflowers are mixed with the grass It’s time to go fly kites
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
1. Tomato and basil Pizza? Check 2. Box of cheap chocolate? Check 3. Bottle of Sauvignon Blanc, maybe two? Check, Check
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
Tinkling wind chimes charm... My Dad loved to hear their sound Float on breeze at night. ************************** Rainbow lorikeets
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶2 years ago in Poets
People asked What inspired you? Who is the poet in you? Who is the inspiration behind your write-up? I answered! Wait until you see beyond the sea
By Aifuwa Emmanuel2 years ago in Poets
I met a shiny unicorn who fell out of my ass. I didn’t mean for it to happen, thought it was just gas. So now I’ve got this creature, who stinks from head to toe,
How funny it is to me, As I stand in the sea Miles away from you. I can’t help but think of all we used to be. Instead, we are but a lost letter
By Jazzy 2 years ago in Poets
grubby little fingers dirty little minds your mouth is a dead ringer for the shit I left behind don't want to deal with your drama
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
