It would be easy
If time was a sturdy rope
Instead of white sand
How does it work?
More stories from K L and writers in Poets and other communities.
Gemstones speak in blue I could hear the sun rays sing I want warmer days
By K L3 years ago in Poets
Everyone brings flowers for the dead. The flowers are dead, too. Even if they don’t know it yet. You’ll feel better once you wash your face.
By Sean5 days ago in Poets
I've tried being this person - I hope that this person can understand that I am a MOTHER !? I went to school with the Fathers's and registered every photo !? The child I had is NOW "500" years OLD - !? Your child is 500 years OLD !? Yes - and also that is the meaning of this poem !
By 365poetryabout 21 hours ago in Poets
You have to be buzzed in to Grace Hospice Care. I was walking out as they were buzzing in an older black man nodded I had seen earlier in the week.
By John R. Godwin8 days ago in Fiction
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