Have you ever written a cool poem/message on your phone or twitter and wanted a place to save and share them with people who do the same? Well, welcome to Micropoetry.com!
Micropoetry.com was set up to encourage people to write creatively within the small amount of text space provided in social networks platforms like twitter and on our mobile phone SMS. We aim to demonstrate that although your message may be limited in the amount of characters that you can use; your actual message content is unlimited in the amount of feelings, ideas, and emotions that you can express.
WEEKLY #POETHEME MICROPOETRY GAME: Take part in our weekly micropoetry poetry game. Played on twitter and with our members. Find out more >> What’s Micropoetry | Our Micropoems | Discover Twitter Poets | More…
Gratefulness for the little things that count Appreciating the simplicity of their life None could come between Husband and wife (148 characters incl. spaces)
All that you gave me?
The heartburn, paranoia, feeling adrift, stomach ulcer, & unknown enemies. Spite; such a thoughtful #gift. (128 characters incl. spaces)
There she was,
wishing upon the moon, the only source of light, in her dark world. j.s. (88 characters incl. spaces)
among the spruce and pines..
gathering pine cones and berries..in a red pail… (79 characters incl. spaces)
. . . crone
second sight . . . earning her keep (48 characters incl. spaces)
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All I brought, I bring away,
a blank footprint stamped once upon yesterday. (75 characters incl. spaces)
Prejudice and hate
Forever tainting young minds Reared by ignorance (67 characters incl. spaces)
I saw a picture of myself with him..
his arms around me..he was smiling.. I was skinny..hollow eyed..pale.. just a ghost of myself… (133 characters incl. spaces)
. . . disembodied voices murmuring in the wind (69 characters incl. spaces)
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged disembodied, hear, hearing, listen, listening, micropoetry, murmur, murmuring, voices, whisper, whispering, whispers, wind |
A falling leaf
taps me on the shoulder and says “What tree are you from?” (73 characters incl. spaces)