Do you ever get a feeling That everything is a wee bit fucked? A tingling of the neck A look over the back
By Matthew J. Fromm7 days ago in Poets
if I were to be blunt I’d confess I moved to another state without telling him. — if I were to be brave I’d have confessed it
By Leigh Victoria Phan, MS, MFA7 days ago in Poets
Show Me Your Fist And I Will Kill You Show me your fist, I know that sign, A threat you think will make me blind, But I have stood in darker places,
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Poets
"I am not here to be measured... By your RULER. By your comfort. By your fear. By the reality you name and rename at will,
By Kristen Keenon Fisher7 days ago in Poets
AT ONCE, SHE WAS IN LOVE. SHE LOVED BECAUSE SHE FIRST FELT IT. SHE STAYED, SHE BELIEVED, SHE COMPROMISED, SHE CRIED; BUT LOVE NEVER LEFT HER SOUL. PAIN AND RIDICULE WAS HER REFLECTION.
By Tokelo Malepe227 days ago in Poets
I don’t understand why people communicate so poorly And can’t say what they mean How we keep asking “what do you think?” And “is that okay with you?”
By Oneg In The Arctic7 days ago in Poets
Okay, let's pretend this is my side !? Let's pretend these are my ribs, and my bones - my SIDES !? Let's pretend these are the people who are with ME !?
By 365poetry7 days ago in Poets
Stainless steel, four by four fifteen squares slide and click. White and red, chrome and thin As fifteen paper sheets.
By Michael Wine7 days ago in Poets
Cool Down the Sun, It’s Too Hot We don’t do heat, not this thick choking kind where walls sweat and bed sheets cling like guilt.
You need to be really careful Not to define yourself by your Perceived disability (or whichever perceived shortcomings)
By Grz Colm7 days ago in Poets
The Eye In The Sky You cannot see them, no, not once, yet something lingers in the air, a pressure just behind your thoughts,
British Weather Oh, the skies are gray and dreary, With clouds that dance and twirl, Sometimes the sun shines bright and cheery,
