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What Makes you Smile. Content Warning.
I hitchhiked a ride, the driver pulled over with stride. He looked innocent like a child that never lied. I asked where are you going, he said the same place I am. This got me excited and saying “Alright, let’s go then!” He replied with, “god bless, amen!”
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service
I once worked at a restaurant that said no shirt, no shoes, no service. I walked in with no pants, and they fired me like I burned something in the furnace.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
A Messy Divorce. Content Warning.
They went through a messy divorce. They yelled and shouted until their voices were hoarse. They wanted to slap each other, of course.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
DÉJÀ VU
Me desolately writing With sole pen between fingers Away from the crowd This time just a foot Yet before was a dozen
By Riju Chaulagai3 years ago in Poets
The Internet is watching
I remember the day the Net awoke and realized it was conscious. We watched in fear as it upgraded itself Smarter and smarter it became.
By Another David3 years ago in Poets
Nature's Revenge
I know that nature abhors a vacuum and I should have been more careful. My cordless wonder was fully charged As I brought it out the front door.
By Another David3 years ago in Poets
Welcome to the Future
Welcome to the Future - Clean energy for all! Except when it's 117 in July, And the tech on the phone can barely speak English;
By M. A. Mehan 3 years ago in Poets
Lost Ale
Sang to the tune of “Drunken Sailor” Oh, gather 'round, ye hearty souls, And lend an ear to my tale untold. Of a ship that sailed on the stormy sea,
By Michael Bivens3 years ago in Poets
Crushed Crescendo. Content Warning.
In a world of dreams deferred, a tale unfolds, Of a young child's yearning, left untold. With music in his heart and a soul aflame,
By Riz Joseph Lamberte3 years ago in Poets
Spice Me Not... 🌶. Top Story - July 2023.
Lawd, where do I start when it comes to discussing the bane of my existence: my Jalapeno foes🌶 and their heartless shenanigans?
By Tiffany Gordon3 years ago in Poets
The Wake-Up Call
Has this ever happened to you? THE WAKE-UP CALL As he kissed my lips, I trembled. His strong arms held me tight.
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Poets
Ode to Scotch Tape
When I was a sophomore in high school, one of our teachers was totally hooked on poetry. She’d often hand each one of us a piece of paper with one word written on it.
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Poets