by Phil Todd | Mar 25, 2026 | poem of the month
Speak Louder Sweet Angel For I cannot hear The things that you‘re saying Please make them more clear Your voice is so quiet The world drowns it out And it’s not your way To stand there and shout But I am still listening Though sometimes it seems I’m lost in my...
by Phil Todd | Oct 25, 2023 | poem of the month
Washed Sand Who am I that stain the sand Whose every footprint mark this land For as my breath invites the day In idle thoughts I drift away I gaze behind to see my path As in real time the sea it laps But when at last in full retreat I search to find my footprints...
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