Tags : Poetry

On The Rim Of The Tub

On The Rim Of The Tub

A Poem by Ohioman


This haiku poem is about what three friends are doing with each other before they saw another friend watching.
While I Had To Look At Her Face

While I Had To Look At Her Face

A Poem by Ohioman


A man is using this etheree poem to share what he has seen on a woman's face while they are each doing something in front of each other.
Sexy Slow jam

Sexy Slow jam

A Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..


Thinking of my man and slow Jams
I Looked Out Of The Winodw

I Looked Out Of The Winodw

A Poem by Ohioman


One guy sees another doing something with two women while moving some stuff into one room in this 139 word etheree poem.
Picking on myself

Picking on myself

A Poem by k


a poem about self-consciousness and anxious ticks
Wall flower heart

Wall flower heart

A Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..


Thinking of my Man and my mom was a wall flower I'm making this mature because I'm not sure young audiences would understand this love. ..
How Do I Heal

How Do I Heal

A Poem by Ally Ann


How can I get through it without reopening old wounds
Dream Diary 1

Dream Diary 1

A Poem by Dahlia


A dream I had a while ago
Aphrodisiac

Aphrodisiac

A Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..


Thinking of Autumn as a Aphrodisiac and One of my favorite seasons next to spring And winter
I See Someone Is Ready For Round Two

I See Someone Is Ready For Round Two

A Poem by Ohioman


The title of this haiku poem happens to be what a woman would be saying to her lover after she notices something about him.
Untitled- Sometime 2017

Untitled- Sometime 2017

A Poem by TheJordBaker


This is a piece I free-wrote in a notepad a couple of years ago and have yet to share.
Radio Edit

Radio Edit

A Poem by TheJordBaker


I wrote this last September in one sitting on my way to work as I pondered why it was so hard to speak about mental illness even with those you love. ..
The Sorcerer

The Sorcerer

A Poem by TheJordBaker


Penned October 2018
7/16/2019

7/16/2019

A Poem by Andre Peterson


She stood there in a different way than I had ever seen her before. I had forgotten how much time had passed before I reached out my hand as if to of..