Site-Wide Post Activity: All Authors
 While wondering around the halls of post poems, I happened upon a bright spirit, a voice of only written words, striking a cord in all that... [read more] |
|
WE SIT HERE STILL, WAITING FOR A NAME, THE NAME OF THE MAN, THAT WILL LEAD THIS COUNTRY, ATLEAST FOR 4 YEARS, TO COUNT OR NOT COUNT, THAT SE... [read more] |
|
NOW WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE THEY THINKING, CALLING THIS ELECTION 'THE BATTLE FOR THE WHITE HOUSE', NOW YOU WOULD THINK THAT THEY WOULD CALL IT... [read more] |
|
HAIR FLYING IN THE WIND, EYES LOOKING THROUGH, GLASSES ROUND IN SHAPE, BUT THAT IS NO HELP, TO WHAT I CALL LADY BLUES, YOU CAN CLOSE YOUR EY... [read more] |
|
I have four days off just can't believe it. Wow, four days just for me I am going to sleep late, read and write some poetry. I am watching t... [read more] |
|
I have a job with my poetry, I keep a journal so to speak, with the words I pen, I also try to keep up with those that read my work, each t... [read more] |
|
I am holding in my hand, the most wonderful gift of all, just words on paper to you, but words that make me stand tall, on one piece of pape... [read more] |
|
TODAY WAS ONE OF THOSE DAYS, THINGS WENT FROM BAD TO WORSE, BUT I GOT KNOCKED BACK DOWN A PEG, WITH A SMILE STRAIGHT FROM GOD, I WOKE THIS M... [read more] |
|
HAVE YOU EVER WALKED ALONG A GARDEN PATH? EVER WATCHED A BIRD DOING WHAT IT HAS TO SURVIVE? DO YOU STOP AND WATCH A BUTTERFLY AS IT TAKES TO... [read more] |
|
A PICTURE OF THE GRINCH ADORNS MY MACHINE THEY ALL LAUGH AND SAY I'M THE ONE THAT IS MEAN. FOR DAYS THE THEME SONG HAS RUN THROUGH MY HEAD.... [read more] |
|
The rain drops fall slowly to the ground. Making only a soft weeping sound. [read more] |
|
SHE WAS A LADY OF LEISURE, JUST A HOUSE WIFE YOU MIGHT SAY. WHILE GETTING HER HAIR DONE OH AND THE NAILS TOO FLIPPING THROUGH A MAGAZINE OF... [read more] |
|
WELL TOMORROW IS MY FIRST OFFICAL CALIFORNIA THANKSGIVING. LAST YEAR I WAS WITH FAMILY FOR PART OF THE TIME. THIS YEAR IT WILL JUST BE MY P... [read more] |
|
After eating my fill I decided to take a short walk. As I walk along I listened to the sounds of life, clinking sound of glass ware, laughs... [read more] |
|
The petal of a rose so fragile yet tough if you are allergic. [read more] |