Poems from jsourbeet
Which words to put down on the sheet my dear
I barely ever walk the streets alone
Or should I start with a king and his throne?
Oh no!...
The lovely smell lingers in your nose
It warms you
From the top of your head
To the tips of your toes
The chocolaty brown is a lovely hue...
Not Prose.
A story, with elements
it requires no time out in the elements.
The literary techniques used
are hard to detect,
they often...
All I need is neither a bird nor a tree
Nor a man to keep
Me safe
What I really need is a cooler mom
Or a different worldview,
because I’...