Emotions
#1 of poetry a short poem written not too long ago about emotions. emotions are a fickle thing, how can we answer the question of how we're feeling, when we feel so much? constantly...
Anthem of The North
A short poem about a fictional country called, the northern federation. anthem of the north _by: c. h. marlow_ howl like the wolf, roar like the bear, protect the fair north, for you were born to dare.
You don't know me...
#20 of poetry, both old and new a short poem written by my fiancé back during the days of our time together.
Rosa
Just a quick attempt at a short poem in latin. please correct me on any mistakes i have made. i expect several, as i've only just completed latin ii in high school, but, who knows, maybe i did a good job.
Married Life
#10 of poems another short poem... about love. married life i long to wake up by your side, our bodies against one another, tails moving lightly as we wake up in sync.
Ghosts of my Past
Just a random short poem that i decided to write and not make the usual length.
Water Works. [Poem]
Just a short poem that came to mind. :) waves that crash upon the shore, have never felt regret i'm sure. they drown the hopes and dreams of all the people in between. with vengeance they attack our walls, forcing us to flee.
Tide (Poem)
Another short poem inspired by the sea. rare is it people take time to appreciate what life is really about. as i stroll down the pier, people rush on by. too busy trying to get somewhere they miss what makes life worth living.
Inspiration (Poem)
short poem i came up with to try and help understand my failing drive, hopefully semi-decent. inspiration is a funny thing. it is as fleeting, as a fling. inspiration is a funny thing. often fickle, and carries a sting. like a mountain climber.
He Lurks
It isn't that good, but i seldom write safe for work content unless it is short poems. you've probably seen him walking somewhere as though nothing can touch him. he pretends to be happier than everyone else.
Ode to the Gay Bar I Was Too Chickenshit to Go To
#7 of poetry a short poem i wrote at the end of a workday when i was feeling wistful. i don't even usually like going out to bars, but this news hit me harder than i expected.
Storms Broken Tent
A very short poem but still part of the backlog. originally written in october 2022 link to original post: [https://x.com/latinowerebear8/status/1577104759924088832?s=46](https://x.com/latinowerebear8/status/1577104759924088832?