Amidst the mist, in a glade so green, Stood a creature rarely seen. The most magical unicorn there ever was, A breathtaking sight, pure magic because.
By 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕿𝖎𝖌𝖊𝖗 3 years ago in Poets
Down to the wire Inching closer to the conclusion of the distraction challenge So many distraction stories, so little Time
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Do this, oh what about that? Is this important? Is that important? Says my brain, every day Taunting me, teasing me Running here, running there
By Kenna MacAsmonde3 years ago in Poets
Dreaming, mind far away Impeded by the soft breeze Soaring through thoughts Taken far from the matter at hand Removed from this moment
By Pluto Wolnosci3 years ago in Poets
Doodling because I don't know what to write. I guess this magazine will do. Sorry, Karen from CVS Health. Thought you might look good with tattoos.
By Stephanie Downard3 years ago in Poets
Don’t, no don’t! Isn’t it enough you spent all of yesterday Slaying monsters, Tempted by Circe, Routing one eyed giants, only to find yourself
By A M Clark3 years ago in Poets
Don't worry about stats on the page. It isn't the whole Story. You can Take all of those numbers and React in a very
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets
Don’t look there, and don’t look now! Imagine things are fine, somehow. Sit down and let me warm your feet! Tell me, was your day complete?
By Holly Pheni3 years ago in Poets
Dear Monkey Brain, I'm lodging a formal complaint Since you always talk, never listen. Take this morning: I sat down to finish a report,
By Sonia Heidi Unruh3 years ago in Poets
Disturbances are always tolerated If they come with ideas about ideation! Susurrating thought, drink To the finest hole of escape under threat of
By Shanice Steadman-Olliver3 years ago in Poets
"Dip it in chocolate," they said. "It’ll be fun," they said. "Sweet, sexy deliciousness," they said. Exact words. "Spice things up." S-u-u-u-r-r-e.
By The Dani Writer3 years ago in Poets
I am but an orange cat loaf, And no I'm not a simple oaf. My body is fluffy and full of spring, One couldn't ask for a prettier thing.
By Toby Heward3 years ago in Poets
