Holiday

The Gentle Beast
From the east he roams Having never found a home of his own Always dragging his stone with him Wherever he goes it goes
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Leaping Day Miss Mary May!
For Leap Day Miss Mary May wanted to be able to leap like the frogs in her pond, so she took some floaties out to the water. When she hopped, the floaties would tilt over and splash her down to the water. The frogs tried to help her out by telling her she could leap onto logs, but she told them logs would probably roll too much and she would still fall.
By Seashell Harpspring 2 years ago in Poets
Bitter Greens
Bitter greens Slithering unseen Through my dreams A strenuous subcutaneous existence Complaisance in a crime of the mind
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Love Language
Listening to slow jams in other languages I don’t speak their language But they hear all that languishes in my heart They cut through the pain
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The atrocious contradiction of existence
The atrocious contradiction of existence How ironically does existence glare at our agony Drawing its muse in the hours of our ecstasy
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Oops side down
I don’t know what this is about It is the worst poem Without a doubt In my mind To be alone can be sublime But to feel alone
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Scar on My Hearts Ears
There is a scar on my heart’s ears It’s from all the years of abuse I got used to It makes it hard to hear when someone says
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Symphony of the Earth. Content Warning.
In forests deep where sunlight plays, Nature orchestrates its grand ballet. The rustle of leaves, a gentle sway, A timeless dance, night to day.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Ode to Sustenance. Content Warning.
In kitchens, where secrets hide in spices' embrace, Where pots simmer melodies of aromatic grace, There lies the heart of life's vibrant ballet,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
First Born
I am the first born I’m worn out and scorned out Bearing the weight of all expectations The weight of a family on my shoulders
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Celebrating Women: A Tribute on International Women's Day
In the tapestry of life, woven with care, Women stand as pillars, solid and rare. With hearts of gold and minds so wise, They paint the world with vibrant skies.
By LASZLO SLEZAK2 years ago in Poets
Jamaica
your inner tube floats slowly deflating gently warmed by the outstretched arms of a sun-soaked holiday your generous smile glistens
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets