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Those Tender EyesA Poem by Gary McDonaldPut simply, the two most incredibly, ridiculously beautiful eyes i have ever seen. But i lost them. |
Cue TipsA Poem by Richard WilliamsFriday night pool. |
The Cowboy's DrawA Story by RubberDuckyA duel breaks out between two cowboys. |
Dot: A Short StoryA Story by CompellingComposerFor my "Summer of Short Stories" idea |
The Boy That Drew On the EarthA Poem by SheActsLikeSummerI once met a boy who drew on the earth... |
147 BreakA Poem by Lonesome TravelerGlitteringspark. Gunpowder cage year of the ages. Not for no lark. Scuffed felt. Lingering damp truly set camp. Your hand is dealt. Fleeti.. |
MindfulA Poem by Rachel LandesI can read your mind If you have one And see what you are seeing Ad think what you are thinking You are not the boss Because you are the boss o.. |
Arachnid's SnareA Poem by Mason RayburnMy, how she dances. My, how she sways- The mistress in my head. Oh, how she tempts me. Oh, how she plays On my most animal instincts. She d.. |
Fluffer's HouseA Poem by Vria P Crow"draw me the hue of you..." |
WrathA Poem by ★ StarryWrathBy★ StarrySo maybethat girlwas notkiddingon bentrevengeAnd I crazy to believeIfeltsafe at that state ofcomfort.And honestly maybe she was r.. |
4A Poem by AllisonI want to write poems on your skin. I’ll use my mouth to trace syllables and allusions across your chest, And chart a haiku down your spi.. |
The Draw StateA Poem by PoemRodentJust some thoughts I am passing around... |
Experiment: Dada No 1A Poem by AdaAfter the Dadaists, written by cutting up an article, shuffling the words, and randomly drawing one word after another to build the poem. |
Experiment: Dada No 2A Poem by AdaAfter the Dadaists, written by cutting up an article, shuffling the words, and randomly drawing one word after another to build the poem. |
The Courageous KissA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueDo you remember the day? My soul being extremely nervous made myself draw, Towards you in May, All I craved for was to say ‘I love.. |
In HalfA Poem by t.m.She moves her fingers across the keys Writing a symphony For the girl who walks the stars On them drawing hearts. She's got them all mapped out.. |
PainterA Poem by Hiroshi MastersPainter Your ink oozes me, Your magnificent write Painting you back to life, Realize a living soul is born, Your not black and white, A p.. |