Skip to content

Daily Poets

Find the Story Anywhere, Every Day. Or Don't, We're Not the Boss of You.
Main navigation

Author: A. Violet

Truce

left eye can look
left only if it doesn’t move,
periphery is peripheral…

A. Violet February 14, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Little Do We Know

What did folks do before almanacs
and forecasts,
did they have stretches of gray
days where they just said…

A. Violet February 13, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Looking Down into the Valley

Yes, fields stretch
out from me,
snow patches
the yard and sun
takes up space
that isn’t otherwise
occupied…

A. Violet February 12, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

There Was a Time When I Would Have Believed Them

do well in school,
get a decent job,
pay your bills,
make friends…

A. Violet February 11, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Blame It On Me

I soak in sun,
scheduled
for 15 minutes,
an hour…

A. Violet February 10, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Let Me Drown

head above water,
until it slides
beneath choppy waves…

A. Violet February 9, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Betrayal

He slides out of the recliner,
shakes his ears as he bee-lines
for the couch where my mother
is about to sit down…

A. Violet February 8, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Erasers

Wouldn’t it be great
if erasers were a real thing?

Erm, Joe, pretty sure
they’re already a real thing….

A. Violet February 7, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Legs

My legs aren’t real,
you can’t convince
me they are, jelly
doesn’t flow in veins…

A. Violet February 6, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

What’s Cooking?

I’m thinking about your face,
and no matter how hard I try…

A. Violet February 5, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Posts navigation

Previous 1 2 3 4 … 69 Next
Create a website or blog at WordPress.com
Footer navigation
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Tumblr
  • Google+
  • Support Us
  • Make a Request
Secondary navigation
  • Search

Begin typing your search above and press return to search. Press Esc to cancel.

Cancel

 
Loading Comments...
Comment
    ×