You taught me that there is good and bad in this God awful place. But now you’re gone Now all can I see is darkness All I can feel is the cold stone that keeps me from crumbling, I can only taste the cold dry air that threatens to take my life. All because I… Read More “Darkness” by ShaePoems.
Worry’s the advance Interest that you pay On trouble that does seldom Seldom come your way. To check out more of Don Matthews’s work, go here.
the moon is phallus-shaped to split leaves— are falling to my hands; throats of autumnal death, I kiss your hands. © 2020 lucysworks.com All Rights Reserved. Written for the dVerse prompt: “What is your idea of an erotic poem? What makes it stimulating? In your own words describe the fine line between ribald and just plain… Read More leaves are falling.
No hero loves adventure, No hero enjoys the path. So I think I’ll sit content here, And let the path slip away. – Yes, I think this life suits me, It’s really quite endearing. Adventures are overrated, So let us just stay right here. – Here it’s nice and quiet, Here it’s (I’d say) fairly… Read More “Chapter 1 – Peace” by The Next Chapter.