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twenty-twoA Poem by Daniel Atkinsondrunk on mouthwash it’s funnythe kick the very muleness of it funnygangling and gawking and pimple-scarred and beating on the breast of manhood .. |
All time ever does is pass & all you ever do is re..A Poem by KruppzI got this prompt from an Instagram poetry contest. |
How Time BeholdsA Poem by Melinda McQueenHow Time Beholds Handsome time ticks by, Not owing anyone or anything. Carrying on its own pace, Riding on sure and predict.. |
SometimesA Poem by Lawryie Mh-LkMoments of life, when one can just let go, let be and just be |
nama rupaA Poem by Daniel AtkinsonI turn instead to the Buddhabowing student feet bare crown of head offeredsoles dirty caked in mud and hair of dogcorpse of fly in whorl of calloused .. |
Vast beautyA Poem by GhiasquaredUpon the night the slow rise of the universe Rising upon my vision from afar Snowflakes in reverse quiet march never slowing As mine e.. |
FOR WHOM THE CLOCK CHIMES...A Story by Peter RogersonOh dear, I've no idea where this came from, though several years ago I did post a story about an old man and his clock... |
Their Whole HeartsA Poem by Melinda McQueenTheir Whole Hearts To the one she loves, she gives her whole heart. She dares not think if in his life, she wasn’t a part. .. |
Glass of TimeA Poem by Jimmy GlennLove poem |
ChangesA Poem by annalysiarMy viewpoint on time and dreams |
It's TimeA Poem by Anna RiversThe time is right.Time to take flight.If you have the slightest inspirationFor a plan worth taking,Do it with all your might.In the end of the day,It'.. |
A Poem for youA Poem by The Incomplete MetaphorIf you would ever ask me to write a poem for you,Disbelief would become my roommate for a year.I would summon ink in my bodyto flow through me.It woul.. |
Thought Sheep AssembledA Poem by LeighAlmost a second ago things were just fine Then came the inevitable passing of time Words neatly assembled vanished into air I was left .. |
~ Seconds Of Time ~ ⏳A Poem by Carola |
Rid of YouA Poem by Seth CasonEver bump into your ex while waiting for the lights to change on a crowded street corner? |
Companion rocksA Poem by graceWhen you are telling stories of your life, but you turn around to see they are gone |
EvolutionA Poem by Casey TruaxThe sentimentality of endingsItself comes to an end.There is no velvet curtain,No fountain of champagne,No valediction of the horn.Neither are beginni.. |