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I will watch for thee
Shining Achilles, no more shalt I wait for thee to unstiffen thy neck and unbend mindless rage Hector hath pinned us to the sea and yet thy pout
By John Coxabout an hour ago in Poets
Walk Your Way
As a preface, I wrote this in 1985 when I was in Minnesota. I gave framed, hand-written copies to my dad's siblings for Christmas. My aunt recently sent me a photocopy of hers. Until then, I had completely forgotten about it.
By Julie Lacksonenabout 2 hours ago in Poets
🙏💜Electric Dance Demons of Liberation 🙏💜
🙏💜🙏🙏💜🙏🙏💜🙏🙏💜 💜🙏🙏💜🙏🙏💜🙏🙏💜🙏🙏💜🙏🙏💜🙏🙏💜🙏🙏💜 dancing all day, prancing all day, every day, laughing all day, smiling,
By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONSabout 2 hours ago in Poets
❤️ ❤️ Mutual Mantra Manifestation of Happiness ❤️ ❤️
❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️❤️ ❤️ surviving life. . . keeping in mind . . . remaining within thy heart . ..
By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONSabout 2 hours ago in Poets
What I Am Grateful For
Having an attitude of gratitude helps me to have a good attitude and having a good attitude keeps up my gratitude! ~~ So what can I say, I am blessed
By Denise E Lindquistabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Just a Cork Out on the Ocean
I’m just a cork out on the ocean Bobbing up and down. No purpose to my direction No clear pathway to be found. At the mercy of the waves,
By Calvin Londonabout 2 hours ago in Poets
𝕥𝕓𝕖 𝕂𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕣
You're the keeper of the stars You made them just for us for signs and wonders for seasons, years and days You made billions upon
By Colleen Waltersabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Hello I am Your PTSD
I don't sleep. Nightmares never cease. Waking up in pools of sweat, Or not sleeping at all. I don't sleep. The time is already 3:00 AM.
By Tas The Artist about 3 hours ago in Poets
My best friend
You hit my line and its cool I don't mind being there for you Where is your man tonight It seems he ain't treating you right
By Quentin woodardabout 4 hours ago in Poets
The sound of a piano
Play a note With fingers Stroking keys making sweet music, when I hit a chord.
By Jennifer lindquistabout 5 hours ago in Poets
Every Corner Turns Into A Brick Wall
Every Corner Turns Into A Brick Wall my words scrape against stone, echoes swallowed before they leave. Hands tremble with the weight of sound,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 5 hours ago in Poets
Robert Frost
One of his most famous quotes. “We love the things we love for what they are,” He knew a way with words and how to use them with such grace,
By Jennifer lindquistabout 6 hours ago in Poets