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 11 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 365poetry11 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 !?
I Can’t See, Hear, or Speak to You Anymore My eyes are wrapped in shadowed cloth, The world has vanished into night, I reach for shapes I used to know,
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 London11 days ago in Poets
Every Corner Turns Into A Brick Wall my words scrape against stone, echoes swallowed before they leave. Hands tremble with the weight of sound,
Hope Where Bombs Fall, Poppy of Memories The sky once burned with falling fire, Steel rain carved the trembling ground, Walls collapsed into hollow dust,
Don’t Crush the Poppies Heavy boots press into broken earth, Each step a story the ground still keeps, Mud remembers the weight of grief,
I am an alcoholic, not the kind you would think of like "HUCK" from the favourite shows that we know !? I am an alcoholic, not the kind you would assume knows all the flavours and all the talented makers !?
By 365poetry12 days ago in Poets
Temporarily Love, On Hold I placed us gently on a silent shelf, not broken, no, just paused mid breath, like something sacred, waiting in the dark,
By George’s Girl 2026 12 days ago in Poets
The Jigsaw Ocean The ocean came to me in pieces, scattered like thoughts I could not gather, each wave a fragment of something broken,
The Tears Behind My Mask I wear a face that is not my own, stitched together with careful lies, a smile painted in steady lines,
