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Almond milk, the amazing taste of Life
If you haven’t read Paul’s poem about almond milk (The inspiration for this) find it here. If you want to read his rebuttal to my roasting of Spam (the canned meat, not the stalkers) which also inspired this you can read that here.
By Lamar Wiggins3 years ago in Poets
Limerick of the Week #15. Content Warning.
We hear there are new types of vampires With a new type of victim who expires Their pain is insane When they herniate their brain
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Poets
Life goes on
In the tapestry of time, a melody plays, Whispering tales of life's unpredictable ways. Through joys and sorrows, a symphony profound, A timeless ode to the wonders that abound.
By Jesse Osayi3 years ago in Poets
Dear Mr. Green Bean
Dear Mr. Green Bean, - We get along now, but it wasn't always that way. With ache I remember our first and worst day. -
By Emma Kate Gee3 years ago in Poets
Wham Bam From Spam Diss Track
Wham bam It's yo' boy Spam S p a m, say my name Mr Wiggins, you got some mighty biggins Stepping to me with no sense of decency
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
You Know You Love Me
So. Make me get down. You know you just can't do it. Ha! You are a wimp.
By Cathy holmes3 years ago in Poets
Ode to a Pencil
I dedicate this poem to my cousin, Julie whose gift of a blue notebook inspired me to write this poem. * I went looking for a pencil
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Poets
The worst kind of apple
Where to begin? Where to make haste? Well first off I gotta tell ya' I really do hate the taste. "The flavors bad!"
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
The Sentient Character
"How does it end?" "How does what end?" "The story. My story. Or maybe your story. I'm not sure who it belongs to anymore."
By Bugsy Watts3 years ago in Poets
Take a Lick
I love red pops I can even make my own It's an art It's a fun food It's my jam I love to make pops All you do is Boil the Karo
By Tina D'Angelo3 years ago in Poets
Writer's Block
Writer's block, oh writer's block, You're the bane of my existence. You make me want to scream and shout, And tear my hair out in frustration.
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Poets
"Envy's Embrace"
Jealousy, a serpent's tongue, Coiled within, where shadows throng. Its envious gaze, a poisonous art, Tainting love's canvas, tearing hearts apart.
By Zulqarnain Haider3 years ago in Poets