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Damn Distraction
Damn, I Started To Read And Comment Though I Often Neglect follow- through
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Armadillos Are Roaming
Armadillo’s are Roaming To the tune of George Strait’s “Amarillo by Morning” Armadillos are roaming, All over my front yard All the shot that I’ve got
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
Dancing on a Pitch Black Stage
Devil dogs doing a daring dance inside the wreckage, wearing bloody hands. Sold solemnly since Solomon, tricking the tax from toiling unions.
By Willem Indigo3 years ago in Poets
Unveiling the Soul: A Journey Beyond Distraction
Delving into the Depths of Distraction Drowning in the chaos that surrounds, Dimming the light where clarity abounds.
By Kayode Ayelagbe3 years ago in Poets
Dodgy Dave Dislocates
Dodgy Dave, our usual source of illicit loot, Is rather indisposed. Surprisingly, or perhaps not, Time and tide caught up with him.
By Ruth Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Leonitus
LEONITUS To the tune of “Reunited” by Peaches and Herb He’s got sword and bow slung by his side Leonitus here is a Spartan guy
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
Where was I?
Doing chores – my goal today – I'll clean this mess without delay. I pick up clothes and also shoes…but this one’s torn, I need some glue…
By L. Ann Rucker3 years ago in Poets
Mr. Crackman
Mr. Crackman (**To the tune of Mr. Sandman, by the Chordettes**) Mister Crackman, sell me some coke (toke, toke, toke, toke)
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
june haiku two
was i mean last night sometimes i feel like i'm mean i don't want to be . . . [6/4/23] . . .
By kory salajka3 years ago in Poets
Digital Whispers
#DigitalWhispers In realms unseen, where wires entwine, A dance of data, a symphony divine, Notifications bloom, like petals unfurled,
By kulandaivel3 years ago in Poets
"HAPPY"
H is for the hope that we carry in our hearts, A is for the aspirations that we cherish from the start, P is for the perseverance that keeps us ever strong,
By 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕿𝖎𝖌𝖊𝖗 3 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Courage
My dear children, sit closer and lend your ears to a story carved with the indomitable spirit of our ancestors - a tale that encapsulates the harrowing journey that brought us to this very moment. Gather around, for I shall recount the extraordinary wend that led us from the depths of despair to the threshold of hope.
By Victor UZOMA3 years ago in Poets