POP-Star Poetry
 

It was lonesome, sparkling starry night Like a Van Gogh painting of delight, Alone yet nostalgic about many happy times, Kissing under...

I hold the utmost respect in my heart, For those who are never separated from their families. Some fathers, however, wear sharp arrows,...

Zaneta Varnado Johns Not exempt from life’s tribulations or trials Blessed by abundance, thankfully I smile Not exempt from divorce or...

It all began in 1992, the story of me and you. It was as if God had brought us together at this specific time and place He is the one who...

Hiding in her lair With snakes in her hair Better beware If you stop and stare With a yearning glare Facing the unknown You will be...

The hearth is alit with a fiery glow Candlelight in your eyes, a decadent show Wisps of flames, flickering in the night Your desire...

T-here is wonder in the winds, woods and water H-aving the moon awaken the night A-ll thanks to this delicate alliance N-ature surfacing...

A great surge of spiritual awakening is sweeping the world. The darkness due to the evil forces In our troubled waters of time Shall be...

The world cloaked in disguise, Illusions and truths jumbled, A dance of guise, shadows cast. Eerie whispers in twilight's breath, Leaves...

The Magic of Life Under the shelter of heaven, life offers a unique and immersive experience That connects and disconnects us from the...

Grubby warm fingers of "tornadic" tyke kaleidoscope on carpet from berries ripe muddy paws on floor of furry family in fights...

Little things done shows leaps and bounds Little favors requested leads to heart of sound The bridge of echoes fills her with gladfulness...

How do your like your eggs This hazy Sunday morning? The hours lost in the folds Of faded green cotton Counting the lines depths In your...

We fall in love every time she comes to town, which isn’t often, just enough to hold hands for the first time once again, smile and...

In the morning just as the first peek of sun squeezes through the blinds you are still here a little spoon curled into me smiling making...

Through the seasons of life, life changes, Weave's catastrophe, wounds conceived And yet we face them with perseverance and resilience...

I was sitting by mama, as we traveled a deserted country road The scent of fresh spring air, an azure blue sky to behold The car window...

-LoraLee-©️10/5/2023 The moon, she weeps a silv'ry tear, For tales of love that she holds dear. Yet in her glow, there's hope, not fear,...

With the dawn comes the sun the moonlight paves way to light up another day, which men shall never know lone for those who tread not the...