For Fun

Boredom
Paint drying - people watching - day dreaming - tip tapping - A subtle glance beyond the window, in the big blue
By Alexander Stoddarta day ago in Poets
Movie Project Hail Mary
Fantastic movie I’m not your typical Sci fi Enthusiast But I love science With a great story The writing The acting
By Jennifer lindquista day ago in Poets
Like Oil
The enquiry feeds the morning guilt shaken Foaming out with every step you take with your mouth. I hold my head high before plopping it down
By Avocado Nunzella BSc (Psych) -- M.A.P 2 days ago in Poets
A Hug, A Kiss
Every evening. 20:00 Sharp. He would give her A hug. • (He had put an alarm clock On the phone For the punctuality).
By Maya Or Tzur2 days ago in Poets
Thursday "22 October", 2009........ (please note currently 2026 is NOW) .......... 9:22 A.M. - I Can Cook, I Assure You, I Can Cook !!!
So I was browsing the internet, you know the usual thing !? Can you believe I have a "DIAMOND" ring !? It was placed in the cup, no the spoon - no the rose NOO the ........
By 365poetry2 days ago in Poets
The Ballad of Louis Creed (Inspired by Stephen King)
We moved to Maine for a better life, Myself, my kids, our cat, and my wife. If I’d known then what I now know, We would have stayed in Chicago.
By J. Otis Haas2 days ago in Poets
National Poetry Month
Love Not to be cliche Like love makes the world go round However, it does! Nature Standing on the ground Helps to heal majically
By Denise E Lindquist2 days ago in Poets
Two Grumpy Old Women Looking For Two Old Men
Two Grumpy Old Women Looking For Two Old Men Two grumpy old women sit, side by side, With folded arms, and stubborn pride,
By George’s Girl 2026 3 days ago in Poets
I SAT ALONE ON THE HOLIDAY
written, created, edited by Vicki Lawana Trusselli & my little Sweetie Bird, punk rocker Even with all the horror in the world, Sweetie Bird has entered her full punk rock era, mohawk up, attitude sharp, tiny heart wide open.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 days ago in Poets
1882
Call me Sherry of the prairie When I'm 15, I expect I will marry. Life is hard in 1882, So I'll point out exactly what I like to do.
By Julie Lacksonen3 days ago in Poets
Icarus. Top Story - April 2026.
Mankind is Icarus and our own pride is the wind that deafened him as he flew, drowning out any other thoughts or sensibilities
By Donny Foley3 days ago in Poets
Shoreline
I tossed you away. I tossed you away and yet you return. Reminding me I’m broken, useless- Like you. With each passing wave,
By Elizabeth Butler3 days ago in Poets