Simple act of quiet defiance. Instead of living in silent longing. Let my finger do the talking. End the pain of shadows past.
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
Six coiled fists on the sill. I left the window open. The breeze chafed my skin to dust and stung the lemons til they dried. Birds flapped unnerved between Spanish moss.
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poetabout a year ago in Poets
#I am going to talk with travelling# Travelling, you make me rhapsodic, Ravel me with nature conciliatorily, Awesome, Sometimes lodge near waterfalls,
By Esala Gunathilakeabout a year ago in Poets
Stars appear and we unwind, together. I guide you through the garden's quiet glow, Joined hands are a testament to our enduring bond,
By Ravi Dabout a year ago in Poets
Sun comes up and up we rise, together. I lead you into town as always, Linked arms a show of our togetherness and the Esteem we have from years of shared love and life.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Poets
Slowly, we found ourselves where we are today I don't know why we didn't listen, why we didn't hear Listen to the screams, or we'll all have to pay
By Jason Ray Morton about a year ago in Poets
Screaming winds shake and rattle the house, worse it shakes the trees loose In a moment, all connection to the world is lost and I feel ... alone
By Savannah K. Wilsonabout a year ago in Poets
Seven letters, yet It can mean so much to so many Long period of meditation and deep thought Endless void of darkness Nothing said when speaking out is needed
By Clyde E. Dawkinsabout a year ago in Poets
So much for the effort, the mission, the cause. I wrapped myself up in a flag without pause. Listened to every order with zeal.
By Alma Zavalaabout a year ago in Poets
So I like the quiet, but I despise silence. I Love to sit in companionable peace, or Even by myself, sometimes, with just background
By Kelsey Clareyabout a year ago in Poets
Shrouded in the night I stalk around the property Looking in the window Everyone’s asleep Now I let myself in Careful not to wake the baby
By Leslie Writesabout a year ago in Poets
Stoic thoughts and solitude seem the only solution If I care then devastation surely finds it way near Let your emotions die; their only good advice
