The Tips of my fingers Are black and blue From the earth, or the bite of the frost, I couldn’t tell you. I’ve been digging, and digging,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Thumbs are up Without hitch hiking You’ll find your way as planned Feel my grip And firmly shake Power is at hand
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
The Problem with a Stubborn Dog A dog with spirit, full of pride, Refuses to budge, won’t be denied. A stubborn glance, a wagging tail,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
The Tarot Reader The cards were dealt, the mystic stared, A shiver ran, he wasn’t prepared. She saw his past, his heart laid bare,
The Recipe for True Love 💕 A pinch of kindness, soft and sweet, A sprinkle of patience, love’s heartbeat. A dash of trust, to keep it strong,
Our Last Goodbye The air is thick with what’s unsaid, A thousand words, but none are led. The silence screams, it grips, it binds,
Your First Affair I never thought I’d feel the sting, Of broken trust, a shattered wing. The love I thought was ours alone,
Our First Child You came to us, a gift of grace, A tiny heart, a brand-new face. The world grew brighter the moment you cried,
The First Home A place of warmth, where roots take hold, Sheltered in walls, memories unfold. The echo of laughter, the scent of care,
The First Argument💦 In the tender glow of love’s new bloom, A shadow crept into the room. Words once soft now sharp as knives,
The First Kiss 💋 A pause, a breath, a glance, a dare, Electric whispers fill the air. A step, so close, the world grows dim,
Queen of the Land Granny stood on the hill, hands on her hips, surveying her kingdom through narrowed slits. With her apron tied tight and a ladle in hand,
