Mood swings, foggy brain Hot flashes, cramping pain Restless nights, itchy skin Dry scalp, wrinkling Thinning hair, brittle nails
By Zena40 minutes ago in Poets
As the summer’s sun slips softly away, The warm, sweet air gives rest to day. The twilighted heavens sing a softer song,
By Ashley Shiflettabout 3 hours ago in Poets
[Verse] I bought a ticket to sunny L.A But here I am where the clouds don't stay The Andes rise like they own the sky
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriorabout 5 hours ago in Poets
velvet gloves and diamond rings crying doves when angels sing should've worked out, but man, it didn't major fail, with a hashtag in it
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 7 hours ago in Poets
If I were the sun, I would feel honoured to be The one who illuminates What you keep in the dark Everyone would envy me,
By Rosie J. Sargentabout 8 hours ago in Poets
Hello! Where did you go? How did you return? Why all the mud, Child's shoe that disappeared, Returning a week later? How did you do that?
By Raymond G. Taylorabout 13 hours ago in Poets
Fly, Fly, Fly, Away Beauty Belongs In The Wind, Exploring Blessings...
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I was listening to “The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society” which I am writing about and will share below when it is published.
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living in a cave slamming hot dogs into me i am Sam Losco
By Brena day ago in Poets
He was a pilot. _ An acclaimed one. _ He knew his job. _ He takes passengers _ From one place, _ To the other. _
By Maya Or Tzura day ago in Poets
i sit for hours underneath your window me and the moon, just hanging round found a sense of peace, in limbo caught a beat, but we never made a sound
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdena day ago in Poets
I grew up in a day and time When poetry would always rhyme Thirty days has September April, June, and November There were ebbs and flows
By Cheryl E Prestona day ago in Poets
