Poets – Page 3 – Tom Poet

I pressed my palms against my eyes so hard I watched Willy Wonka pixels dance in small squares blue orange and white

There is something to be said About the Cold blue ice The breath of winter But it’s sunshine We all seek You…

Bare beyond belief upon the sand under the stand of the lifeguard they sat on an empty landscape with the breeze blowing tender to the…

If you were born in the dark ages and I saw first light today we would still be friends no space no time no status…

I am Within your grip the moon the tides gravity Can not change it I will struggle Strain at the hips Drive my teeth Through…

I have no Idea who you call at night. I never asked for your cell number. Its those wild blues. The grey blue, its that…

Thanks Rochelle for hosting. All links can be found here. Walt looked over everything in the shop. Nothing but trash, he thought. Who would pay…

There was a pungent not quite socially acceptable smell in the air under the darkness of the end of the work week. Down…

Thanks Rochelle for hosting. All links can be fond here. My story this week is 100 words and I will call it Historical Fiction. I…

Thanks Rochelle for hosting. All links can be found here. 100 Words ________________ The theater Elizabeth had gone to, the beach home…