Antonio Valentino > Writing | WritersCafe.org | The Online Writing Community

I Pour To You Mornings find my nose on skin, holding planetary shapes, squirming, earning, reconfirming, t..

I Give You Me Stop talking to me and I’ll love you more You’re my only stack of paper I was never..

We Are The Condition Go and fetch the water please I can’t because I’m scared I don’t understan..

Wasted Meaning I’ve been reading you upside down all this time You always had me head over heals I&..

Raisins Of Wrath You see them like ladybugs out in the fields A pallet board riddled with splotches of paint Buckets ..

Sea Of Verse How come dip is never skinny How come traffic jams aren’t sweet How come delays always..

Ink From The Echo The writers that left us are starting to like me They’re starting to call me their fr..

Touch But Don’t Look Look from afar but be cautious to enter Dreams always stay in our sleep for a reason ..

Watering The Grass The day that I die put me back in the ground Cover me snug so my feet will be warm I ..

Poetry poetry is the song of the silence poetry is in a battle with fear poetry covers the moon in our skin poe..