by Phil Todd | Sep 30, 2025 | poem of the month
Let me be the light that illuminates the room Let me be that promise that things will come right soon Let me be your smile that jumps from face to face Let me dry your tears so they don’t leave a trace Let me hold you tightly to ward away your fears Let me whisper...
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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