If we didn’t pen our poetry, I wonder what on earth we would do?
Sit staring out into space...
Life’s a dance as we boogie woogie to that beat
Ticking to the timelessness of a rhumba on repeat...
In like a lamb and out like a lion
Today we are in Arctic temperatures when a week ago, we were...
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Awww doesn’t one just love those rusty red sunrises in the morning
Just as that country Cockerel...
Please fragile Fairy don’t you fly away
I swear I’d never hurt you, I just wanna watch you play...
I wish I was in the ‘Roaring twenties’ I’d fit into that style The very thought of being a ‘...
Our world is full of wonders all across our Motherland
And from time to time what with the ever...
As he contemplates this reflection that is looking back in mystery Where on earth did those...
I came across what looked like a colossal currant bun, lying on the ground
I scooped it up with a...
Mirror, mirror on my wall take me back to when I was small
Fresh of face and wrinkle free, those...
Two perfect strangers sat down on the salty shore
They had bumped into each other picking up...
We are the poets on the Passion of Poetry
Life’s living legacies locked in a treasury
...
Wanderin’ the streets in his worn out shoes, preaching the gospels and singin’ those blues
With...
Woven weaves within the cobwebs of my mind
Running absolutely amok and blatantly blind
I seek out reminisces from my yesterdays reveries
But tho I try my absolute utmost, those threads...
In these familiar four walls are my living rooms
One would recognise those odours from my...
I stare at this blank, bright white screen
Spick and span, spotless and perfectly pristine...