Poet Jude's Poetry
i sit at the coffee shop
in small town Maine
my wife delivers mail
while i sit and sip and write
i hope something will come of this… 186 more words
2 weeks ago
Ethan s goldman
The oak is the wise uncle of the trees
As he stands and watches the world go by
He whispers thoughts and ponderings like breeze… 91 more words
2 months, 4 weeks ago
you go to church from
before the time you
can speak you find
as you grow that
God is so much more
than they tell you… 144 more words
3 months ago
What do I want for my birthday?
Do I want a fancy smartphone?
No! Go home.
Do I want a red ferrari?
What I really want… 9 more words
3 months, 1 week ago
The company of shoots stand to attention
They are the soldiers of flora.
Their leaves are daggers
and their stems, spears.
If ever a plant were to retake the cities
bamboo… it would be you.
3 months, 3 weeks ago
I sit in the summer sun
staring at the tree’s leaves
Beauty blows in the breeze
Below are jagged bolts of black
Between pure silk… 11 more words
Melissa L. Delgado
Hues of purples, greens, and blues
Encapsulate the lids fluttered closed
Dancing around in concentric circles
Feeding off of the energy transposed
Pigments of yellows, reds, and whites… 16 more words
4 months, 2 weeks ago