Popular
The brine
it isn’t the bitterness
of the flesh
or the bright slant
of roofs
it’s the feet
with soil around them
and the gentle howls
rising from the canopy
oh we will feel...
Latest
- Acrylic and Digital Art
- Animation
- Art
- Blog
- Cartoon
- Contributor Blogs
- Creative Non-Fiction
- Digital Art
- Drama
- Essays
- Featured
- Fiction
- Flash and Short Fiction
- Gallery
- Humor
- Interviews
- Journal
- Letters
- Music
- Non-fiction
- Performance Art
- Photography
- Photography and Poetry
- Poetry
- Poetry
- Poetry and Art
- Poetry and Author Reading
- Poetry and Music
- Poetry as a song created by AI
- Prose Poetry
- Quotations
- Readings
- Showcase
- Spoken Word
- Video
- Video and Poetry
- Writing
More
Morning Sketch, 47, clear
Ms Gwendolyn Farntussle
loved Sorrow
her Scottish Deerhound
Felix Shortarse D’ Le Marte
former physicist, now waiter
complimented Ms Gwen
and in a moment of passion
he exclaimed his utter desire
for...
