The leaves have fallen thus, autumn bids us farwell and the evergreens rise, with plenty to tell. Cool winds of change
By Mikayla Roseabout a year ago in Poets
Broken Bones, Sticks, and Stones Sticks and stones break your bones, But words will never harm.” Yet echoes linger, whispered tones,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
FOREVER With You Falling like Alice, down the deep hole, A spiral of shadows, swallowing whole. No light above, no ground below,
Through the Fence Every night the moonlight glows, But little pup feels winter’s blows. Locked outside, he shivers and sighs,
You Can’t Spill the Ink You can’t spill the ink when it’s digital, No mess, no smudges—so simple, so literal. No paper to crumple, no stains to erase,
The Collector Of Broken Hearts In a quiet town, near the edge of the shore, Lived a soul who mended what others ignored.
Christmas, Through the Eyes of a Child Soft snow blankets the world in white, Magic whispers on this special night. Giggles and cheers fill the frosty air,
If You Give a Dog a Home If you give a dog a home, let it be for life, Not just for Christmas, fleeting delight. With ribbons and bows, they may bring you cheer,
The sun is just breaking, Rosily blushing over the mountains. The modern rooster calls From its black mirrored pond
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
The Flow of Life Life's a road, with twists we take, Paths laid out, for our own sake. What will be will find its way,
Together my love In a world that spins with chaos and noise, Your love is a calm, a soft, precious choice. Through storms and through trials, you’re my steady light,
She Spilled The Ink ✍️ She spilled the ink, the poem was lost, Her dreams undone at careless cost. Words bled out in shadowed streams,
