Grandad Loved his pipe Grandad loved his pipe, he smoked it to relax and think. They wouldn’t let him smoke it in the pub,
By George’s Girl 2026 11 months ago in Poets
You snatch up the keys Steathily try all the cars Not even one works! * Ha! We foiled you, Thief! Those keys belonged to a car
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶11 months ago in Poets
Key mystery solved Enchanted forest unlocked. You are the Keeper. 🗝️🗝️🗝️ ©️Susan Fourtané, 2025 - All rights reserved
By Susan Fourtané 11 months ago in Poets
The sun hides As the moon looks at me with adoring eyes My heart betrays me with its lies But my brain keeps me wise to my demise
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
Trauma is the spice of life It’s what makes the mundane enjoyable No matter how horrible It’s better being here than there
In the quiet hum of the breaking day, Where shadows linger, yet fade away, I felt the touch of something new, A spark, a light—so pure, so true.
By Masood Zahid11 months ago in Poets
I stumbled first, then lost my way, Each step a bruise, each breath a sway. The darkness wrapped its cold embrace, A never-ending, shadowed race.
Tales of long-lost love, where a princess yearns for a man’s plea To be redeemed for her desolation, waiting for someone who sets her soul free.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
The Queen of Hearts is The most powerful of all She has no heart, though. ~~~ ©️Susan Fourtané, 2025 - All rights reserved
It’s red what I see. Why did you hide it from me? Here, drink his blood now. ~~~ ©️Susan Fourtané, 2025 - All rights reserved
You laid down the law It’s my way or the highway Time for a road trip
By Andrew C McDonald11 months ago in Poets
The Clock asked the Time: What should I do with the time? Time said: time will tell. ⏰⏰⏰ ©️Susan Fourtané, 2025 - All rights reserved
