Abbott J Hardison

Abbott J Hardison 1d

Ofetn,
I spel wordz,
Awefully wong.

This one goes out to all the typos I've ever made. Some stayed that way.

#misspelled #scrapbook #poems

Abbott J Hardison 1d

I don't want to flood this site,
But I think it's worth mentioning,
That overnight,
I went from needing,
299 poets,
To only needing,
294.

I've loved everything I've received,
And I am forever grateful.
Once the poem is done,
I will take down these updates.
So they don't sit around,
They'll be replaced, by a master piece.

Thank you all for your interest in this, I promise the minute this project is finished I will take all these non-poems down.
Feel free to submit more than one line as well, after all the only thing I said is I need 300 poets.
If you would like to participate, write up a line for the poem and email it to me at hardisonabbott@gmail.com. Make sure to include your name or pen name in the email that way I can credit you. I will arrange the lines in a way that makes sense to read.
Thanks guys.
Name of the poem is pending if you guys have ideas let me know, please forward this to anyone who you'd think would be interested, I want to make this a real thing.

#300 #poets #needed

1d

Emma

In-Between Black and White

In the gray it dwells,
shades of sorrow, hues of joy,
eyes paint what they feel.

Between dark and light,
truth bends to our weary hearts,
colors shift with moods.

A storm clouds the mind,
turning clear skies into ash,
world shaped by our fears.

Yet hope’s golden glow,
softens shadows, clears the haze,
brightens all we see.

Feelings weave the veil,
through which life unfolds its face,
mine lies in between.

Sometimes I don't feel or see colour's rather shades of in-between black and white.

#haiku #black #white

1d

Traveler

WHAT WORK?

There’s no labor
When we’re in the zone
Every line is on its own
Every stanza polished and pure
What was it that drew us here

Some shadow driven desire
A dopamine rush if you please
Like a yogi in the moment
Like a dogs tail wagging free

From the masses we have risen
The quickening is quite satisfying
All the addictions we could have
And it’s poetry that we rely on.

Traveler 🧳 Tim

#traveler #poetry #creative #addition

2d

Liana

Words

It's not often
That I can't find words for something

Though often
I see them
Except I can't pick them up and order them
There's a glass barrier in the way

When I can't use words
Is when there something big to say

I just need a moment to contemplate
And order my brain
To find the best tool
To smash the glass getting in the way

This is from a couple days ago, but I decided not to post it. I guess i hate it a bit less now so here we are.

(This note was written by the possibility that you'll wake up and be an ant with a pet green human)

2d

Liana

Cars

Cars
Are
Where
All
The
Bad
Things
Are
Brought
To
Light

Always
Something
Life-changing
To say

Always
End
Up
Crying

I
Fear
Stepping
Into
Cars
Now

I
Can't
Leave
Them

Going fishing in my drafts

"I need to talk to you about something"

(This note was written by the key to your couches brain)

2d

Liana

I'm Sorry

She said in the video
"I know you'll go through with it
Because that way
When you look at this video in the future
you can say that at the very least"

"I'm sorry"
I respond

It wasn't fun anymore
Just hard
It was no longer my dream

I didn't stay on the travel team

I'm sorry
Dear child

I'm sorry
I couldn't breathe
Anymore

"I didn't keep going with it"
My heart hurts saying that to her
Looking in her eyes
Makes me want to cry

"I'm sorry"

Going fishing in my drafts

I recorded a video to my future self in like 4th or 5th grade

Played soccer for a while and got pretty good. When I got on the Travel team it was getting really hard though, and my teammates weren't grea, my couch was tough, and my asthma wasn't diagnosed yet so I just felt bad. I didn't love it anymore. It was sad to say that to the hopeful 5th grader who got her anger out with it.

(This note is written by 98:88pm)