Poems from writerdeviant
I am a teacher by calling, a writer by nature, a mother by grace, and a wife by choice. I love all my roles, though am better at some than at others. I write because I love it and because I need it to deal with a life that can be cruel and cynical as well as beautiful and mysterious.
"Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar." Percy Bysshe Shelley
Here are the rules of tricubes:
Each line contains three syllables.
Each stanza contains three lines.
Each poem contains three stanzas...
The night I told you that I believed in magic,
I looked you in the eyes as if for the first time
and found love there, like when I was a...
The full moon swelled last night
against the inky sky, a lone
star keeping it company
in the foreboding darkness
surrounding them, and I...
Inspired by Billy Collins' poem of the same name
The faces of the ones
once loved are the first
to go, blurring with new
faces, or...
I did not think it through,
the way your simpering mouth
would take a wrong turn
and retrace the steps of unwanting,
the way desire...