Introduction This is a dansa for two friends setting up home together. You probably know who I am talking about. The music is "Three Little Birds" by Bob Marley
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 6 days ago in Poets
I seriously thought I was his type !? You know the person that is "BITTER" because I have NO fight !? I seriously believed I was her type, the miserable piece of "twat" that has NO home !?
By 365poetry6 days ago in Poets
Remember - I can't ... that's a word !!! Remember - I will never ... those are words !!!! Remember - you are NOT something ... that's the problem !!!
when my guttural cries lift gifted rosaries in fractured prayer, begging for forgiveness, i know it is over. when her "please" turns into "never again," and the emphatic desire dissolves,
By kp6 days ago in Poets
StoneHenge The circle that watches The stones stand, patient with the weight of centuries, their silence thicker than the night around them,
By George’s Girl 2026 6 days ago in Poets
The Shape of Staying They lean into each other without effort, time resting gently across their faces, lines and marks like quiet maps,
The Good, The Bad, And The Strange The good is found in passing eyes, a look that understands, A quiet nod in crowded rooms, no need for grander plans,
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Poets
I’ll never forget one simple moment, years ago. I was trying to meditate, raise my consciousness, and then a tiny little being flew down to my hand.
By Gabriel Shames7 days ago in Poets
Is she really back in her writing mode? The way she disappears and comes back like nothing happened needs to be studied I get it writing takes time
By L.I.E7 days ago in Poets
I am not really squermish, but I like this image !? Masculinity is hard to pronounce, but in my religion, they are NOT allowed !?
By 365poetry7 days ago in Poets
I hate the sky - I can't see it from where I'm sitting !? I hate the bag, that makes others see the sky - hahaha that's not funny, but good try !?
We evolved for one environment, and now live in another. Stress is inevitable, and it is hazardous, it can steal all joy.
By Seema Patel7 days ago in Poets
