Last Bus to Wigan I got on the bus with a pie and no plan The driver just nodded and called me “our Jan” Though my name isn’t Jan and it never has been
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
Your smile, sunrise glow Heart beats like spring's soft rainfall We drift, endless sea
By Forest Green11 days ago in Poets
Winter rain on glass Echoes of your whispered vows Leaves fall, heart still, cold
Beauty Smothered In Flame An orange rose rises from the dark soil, Petals bright as a fading sunset, Yet black edges creep along its skin,
Evil Watches As We Burn High in the wounded sky the eye appears, A terrible circle of living fire, Red and orange flames twist through the clouds,
The Mind Games She Plays She says she’s fine then watches who believes her asks a question then waits for the wrong answer
Last night I had the picture of you beside me on my bed, as I lay my burdens at the "FEET" of the person sitting next to me !?
By 365poetry12 days ago in Poets
So today right, I saw like a stain on a clothing ITEM !? I'm thinking, I didn't wash it properly !?... I'm known to be the worst person in LIFE, the WORST !!
Say what you mean. Be direct. Provide what you want, the when, and the how. But most important, provide the why. Speak plain. Speak clear. Speak matter of fact!
By Elizabeth Healy12 days ago in Poets
Men Are Coiled Snakes Men are snakes, I’ve seen them hiss, tongues all sugar, eyes that miss no opening, no flicker, no trace
By George’s Girl 2026 12 days ago in Poets
My Sheeba, the Star of Our Hearts In the golden glow of afternoon light, Sheeba, the corgi, was a joyful sight. With a wagging tail and spirit so free,
In the quiet dawn, I silently escape , To where memories of you gently spread. Mam and Dad, in heaven's embrace, I miss you both in this earthly space.
