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Bare
What would you see, if I stripped down, past the bone of me and bore my soul? Would you see a noceur flower,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Golden Hours
The coruscate gleam of esurient dawn breaks the hold from the marcid night filling the world with empyrean beauty I cafune the blades of grass
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Seeing Green. Content Warning.
What I needed, but did not have I myself have become‐ Good for anyone who crosses my path, but... What about me? What about my past?
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
Backwards
Backwards Forwards Up side down Life goes round And won’t slow down / Backwards Forwards Right side up Life won’t stop
By Thomas Terryabout a year ago in Poets
What is Life?
Living it Intensity of you to enjoy it.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
Life
Living with intensity and fortitude entirely for you and others.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
Homer and Virgil: The Poets Who Shaped the Epic Tradition
Homer: The Foundation of Western Epic Poetry Homer’s The Iliad and The Odyssey are often regarded as the cornerstones of Western literature. These poems, composed in dactylic hexameter, were passed down orally before being written down, marking the beginning of a literary tradition that would shape the epic form for millennia.
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets
Love Capacity
They say I love too much too much I’m bursting at the stitches with longing adoration my heart, it beats, it itches If I hold back too much
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
The Crow
What wild thing am I? often seen jet black and cawing but there is iridescence in these feathers if you see me in the light,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Beautiful Envy
How can I be jealous of my own fantasy? Rebellious, in this ugly, ugly reality Sinking, deeper and deeper into this black sea
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
The Lights Tremble
It’s always the same, every time the world shakes, litotic in it’s desire to show it’s strength fractures appear in the walls,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
A Crow in The Snow
Today I saw a crow crawling around the snow, Very majestic in the black on white, Its wings were very iridescent, A corny piece of flying protein,
By Tambourine Manabout a year ago in Poets