Poetry Favorite short poem

When I see the word random
I always think of a potato.

But how random is it really if that's always the case?

Starting today when I see the word random
I will think of a potato

-- Phillip Smith
 
A sight and sound upon a seven seas,
horses rumble proud in a field of blue that knows only cold.
A sound that carries in my heart,
in its bottomless depths of longing and hope.
I face upwards to the light, and swim.

--Dsazja (Flopsy)


God damn I miss you
 
MORE OR LESS

When love is seen
from two points of view;
what we were
I can only guess.

I am certain it was love
with you--
but to love,
you did not confess.

So was it I--
who made it more?
Or was it you--
who made it less?

--LANG LEAV
 
"My mother always told me,
No monster lived beneath my bed,
But she failed to warn me,
It laid on top of it instead."

- e.h.​
 
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