On a snowy night in December 2008, I noticed a Russian letter that looked like a "bl" in the English language.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
I suppose The real monster Inside us all Is the one that we trap The snide remark we don’t say The cutting look All hidden
By Siobhan McSweeney2 years ago in Poets
In the beginning, there was flour—fine and powdery, like stardust The pizzaiolo, hands dusted with magic, kneads the dough. It stretches, yearning for shape, like a planet forming in the cosmic oven
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets
There is an eclipse coming real soon. I haven't noticed many since I was but a child. I remember that time with fondness. Eye protection is so important in an eclipse to see
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
In a world full of hustle, where troubles abound, 🌍 Let's sprinkle some laughter, turn that frown around! 😄 With a cute little poem, full of funny delight, 📜
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
I rotted something in my brain When I first tasted dopamine on my tongue. I rotted the stoic parts of my blood, Tore down the strong stone walls of my resolve
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Her eyes exude pearl-grey patience with the timer nearly run out and panic bides seconds on a storekeeper’s face gracefully aged enough
By The Dani Writer2 years ago in Poets
When you are close to shifting, When you are close to the next level; It begins to get really uncomfortable. I am still deciphering what the discomfort is towards.
By Nomfundo Gumede2 years ago in Poets
The Nicobar pigeon (Caloenas nicobarica) is a beautiful and colorful bird native to the Nicobar Islands in the Indian Ocean.
By “M”2 years ago in Poets
The air hangs thick with smoke and sweat, A symphony of clinking coins, a gambler's bet. Beneath the harsh fluorescent glow,
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Poets
Homeward bound… Our British racing green Camry Cruises down the long black straight After a busy morning at church… Followed by a loud, family lunch…
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶2 years ago in Poets
Echoes darkness over light Coming over the sky in the night Live event for all to see Impending time that was foreseen Passing over the North American line
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Poets
