vintage

Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.

Maybe It's My Problem Only, I Should Speak To Someone About It - I Should!
I don't have children - they say you must have children! I don't need a child - they say, you must have a child! I have never needed any person, but I understand what happens, " I DO "..
By 365poetry22 days ago in Poets
beautiful paradox
I am in War mode Confrontation my Drug of choice . Warrior not living in Rome masses But in obscure empire ledge Of sandals and sand
By Diana22 days ago in Poets
"PITHECAN", No Thank You, I'm Another "Andy" In The Making!
Like, first of all - I thought it made sense!? The way it assumes I am not really enjoying great things!? They say great things, it comes with time - I'm no fool!
By 365poetry23 days ago in Poets
After The Pause
Maybe the world ended quietly in twenty-twenty's air, Not with fire or sound, just a shift no one could repair. Time lost its rhythm, the clock learned to bend,
By V23 days ago in Poets
Do you remember now?
When I look at you, I see the beauty of your Soul, I see that light in your heart, I see the love behind your eyes. But I also see some sorrows and grief,
By Jeanne Jess 23 days ago in Poets
Prayers That Go Deeper Than Politics
Prayers for safety, prayers for peace,
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast24 days ago in Poets
The Anatomy of a Soul in the Fast Lane
"The clock has struck three, the coffee is cold, and the shadows are beginning to speak. Welcome back to the desk of The Night Writer, where the stories are brewed in the dark."
By The Night Writer 🌙 24 days ago in Poets
My Boobs, Like I Keep Checking, My Boobs
Everytime I go outside, some person seems to think it's normal to work in the country I live! Everytime I go outside, some person seems to think I'm attractive!
By 365poetry24 days ago in Poets
Grief Undiagnosed
A lifetime of anticipation, waiting for the opportune moment. It arrived at last in a form I never could have imagined.
By Moon Desert25 days ago in Poets
# Straight Shooters
We weren't close But you were my twin We had a complex history But we chose commitment instead It always hung out And I saw your pain
By Destiny S. Harris25 days ago in Poets
I'm Boring - I Say The Same Thing Every Day, And Now I'm 79 Years Old, Will You Love Me Still - I AM Still Alone, Desperate, I Am Still Boring
I woke up this morning, same like the morning before that, and the morning before that - will you LOVE me still! I woke up this morning, same like the morning before that, and the morning before that - will you LOVE me still!
By 365poetry25 days ago in Poets
Plumb Line Restored
What's the gest to rest in the knowing or slide to the plumbline in another spot blotting out the bruises, wounds, & scars
By Jacqueline Elaine Hudson26 days ago in Poets