That is a perfect example of why poetry is amazing, there are no real rules that poem is a free verse and it's still a poem because poems don't have to rhyme you make up the rules for your poem

Flora I loooove all your poems they're so amazing

Guys I found a happy poem I wrote
Gimme a minute to type it up

Sunshine in golden goblets
We drink to our hearts content
The warm liquid fills our bellies
From the heavens it's been sent

We dance in the deep oceans
The water swirls around our feet
It splashes cool kisses
The creatures in these oceans sing

The trees tower over us
They're telling stories of long ago
What a blessing is this Earth
The being greater than we know

You are all awesome and you need to stop doubting yourself
All the poems here are all quite good

R u sure tho
I'm not that good lol

i have one i want to share

~the home that won't return~

He’s a small flutter in my chest
And the vile taste of vomit in between my molars
He is a home I can return to
But a home that will never return to me

He’s the bird I keep speaking of
He is the claw marks that have scarred on my skin
He is the memory of skin against my own

And a reminder that what once was can never be

Every time I see stormy grey eyes behind curls of bronze
I feel a butterfly land on my face
A kiss
What was once a kiss
What is now a parasite
It burns

Twisted heartstrings and tears that are miles away
I look back and think of confessions made in crowded halls
Desperation in empty stairwells

And I wish I had a soul back then

Because seeing you is still torture
Because you haven’t forgiven yourself
And you don’t want to forgive yourself

You look at the floor, sad
There is something on your mind and you think I pity you

I do not

But I remember warm hugs and warmer smiles
Like sunshine
And wonder when the winds of time will blow these clouds away

claps enthusiastically

another one:

A pig sits behind me on the train
Fat, gross,
Pouty lips chewing noisily on nothing
A glowing slab of metal mere inches from his face
Stuffing his brain with meaningless fluff

He screams about taxes and mortgage
Debt comes for us all in the end
A beer belly and a divorce

He screams about the kids these days
And about the economy
And all things meaningless

I wonder to myself
Has he ever seen the sky?
Or has he been too busy counting the expenses
For that window he’ll never look out of

I wonder
Has he ever seen the world?
Or has he been too busy
Keeping refuge within the confines of the hotel room

I wonder
Is this the collective destiny of us all?

CLAPS EVEN MORE ENTHUSIASTICALLY
PERFECT
AHHHHHHHHHH

That is so good!

Guys I have an idea

IM GONNA MAKE A POETRY FORUM WEBSITE

something small so we don't have to scroll through pages and pages of stuff here to get to the good stuff,

if you know, I can get wix to load dammit

YAAAY
Do that lol
Night frens

night. I'll put the link here when I'm done

YAY!

YES THAT SOUNDS GREAT

uhhhh this should work here: https://asmallangrysnowyow.wixsite.com/mysite/home/

GUYS I MADE THE THING

Thank you it's awesome

Hey how do you update your profile on that thing?

in the menu, go to "members" and then click on yourself.

Thanks

np

(tell any of your poet friends about this lets build a community)

OK

thanks for the positive comments! as i always say your guys' poems are amAZING and @amayon's-missing-soul that poem reminds me of the book Animal Farm have you read it? your poem is really good :D

Y'all are such good poets ohmygoshbdhchhdbs! Low key I enjoy stalking this cuz like…all the feels man. All the feels.

XD stalkers (in my eyes) are very welcome