Tags POETRY
“Who How I am”A Poem by YsaFirst Poem from my Virtual Poem Gallery |
monochromeA Poem by moongirlprompt #4: politics |
harvest moonA Poem by moongirlprompt #5: abstract to concrete poem |
“Villainess”A Poem by Ysa2nd Poem from my Virtual Poem Gallery |
“Flailing”A Poem by Ysa3rd Poem from my Virtual Poem Gallery |
“The Obloquy You Enforced Upon Your Blood”A Poem by Ysa4th Poem from my Virtual Poem Gallery. Warning: It's another long poem of mine :) |
“Pain”A Poem by YsaLast poem from my Virtual Poem Gallery; open to interpretation ;) Tags I used in tumblr:#Poetry #CreativeWriting #Art #Imagination #Feelings #Creativ.. |
Air and WaterA Poem by mariposawhat is it like to live in between air and water? |
Her Point of ViewA Poem by mariposaa gallery to my heart |
CeramicA Poem by Joseph NewcombI used to be a bit of a crybaby. And when I say "a bit," What I really mean is that I felt betrayed when the wind changed direction. What I mean.. |
What They Found Their Missing Comrade InA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerThis 12345 piece is about the type of situation that a group of friends had found one of their own in. |
When I Peeked Into The BathroomA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerSome guy is using this etheree poem to describe what has happened after spotting someone doing something in the bathroom. |
Poetry: A broken life remains brokenA Poem by zennedpenWhen we see life only through our pain, our pain is all we see. But, brokenness in a pained life can sometimes pain the pain away. |
A Small Threesome SceneA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerThis haiku poem is about what a trio of friends would let themselves do when they are alone in the bedroom. |
I Saw Something Next DoorA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerA man is using this free verse poem to describe what he has seen after stepping out of his own house. |
That Scene Was Our Holiday TreeA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerThis one minute poem is about what a couple has just given each other on one Christmas day. |
On the Hill of Sleeping HatsA Book by YouoweYoupaya young wolf befriends a young colt. |
Memah LemonA Chapter by YouoweYoupayI thanked the gods for keeping my mother busy with preparing our evening meal. |
The Last DoveA Poem by Jack UptonWhen you leave, who is left behind? |
Boom.A Poem by M. M. LovarYears of silence, and smothering these embers, did nothing but create an explosion. |