Poetry

For the Teenage Girl in the Parking Lot

For the Teenage Girl in the Parking Lot By Bartholomew Barker Share Poetry First I notice your eyes — all redand your mouth dragging from the weight of some grief about to erupt into tears. You just left a black

Solstice

Solstice By Theo Sterling Share Poetry A strange sadness,like the coldthat creeps under the front door,seeps its wayinto the home thatis my chest.it clings to my heart for a while, and burrows its teethinto that tender place most poets wouldcall

A Song of Thanks

A Song of Thanks By Edward Smyth Jones Share Poetry For the sun that shone at the dawn of spring,For the flowers which bloom and the birds that sing,For the verdant robe of the gray old earth,For her coffers filled

The Haunted Oak

The Haunted Oak By Paul Laurence Dunbar Share Poetry Pray why are you so bare, so bare,Oh, bough of the old oak-tree;And why, when I go through the shade you throw,Runs a shudder over me?My leaves were green as the