Holding the flag high
Proud to be in the Navy
I am saying goodbye!
How does it work?
I rather say hello.
More stories from Valerie Racine and writers in Poets and other communities.
Melancholy, I Climb the stairs of my sorrow, My smile is blue.
By Valerie Racine3 years ago in Poets
What’s wrong with a song or poem with rhyme? I find my mind pondering, wandering, wondering much of the time. Unbelievably, inconceivably… to some, rhyme is worse than slime or grime!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶a day ago in Poets
There’s not much to it— anybody can do it. AA, BB, CC, and so forth Couplets paired without worth. Meaning brutally divorced from sound,
By Harper Lewisabout 21 hours ago in Poets
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings. He launches into an atmosphere riddled with smoke, soot, and ash. He feels the radiation from a thousand fallen nukes. For humanity, it’s certain death. For him, it’s like bathing in a sauna. He laughs again at the thought.
By C. Rommial Butlerabout 22 hours ago in Fiction
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I rather say hello.