Somewhere in the chaos of reality I plunge into my thoughts. Listening to my own stillness, I ponder Endless words strung like pearls,
By Marilyn Kettererabout a year ago in Poets
She began as soon as death's rattle had imprinted Into her happily ever after Life. She danced among the wrung rhythms, the fading
By Caroline Janeabout a year ago in Poets
Slower and slower; it's not my imagination, not today. Infant hearts usually beat quickly, don't they? Lest my breaths obscure yours, I breathe in slowly and hold.
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
Solitude holds me as I listen intently Listen to the evocative empty nothingness, sinking... closing my eyes * Thanks for reading!
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
sleep takes me captive, no matter how much I fight it, no matter what I do to escape its grasp...it takes me away down to the darkest recesses of the world of shadows
Sitting here in utter silence, I close my eyes. Idol, my other senses amplify. Learning to be in this stillness. Echoes of my heart beating in the,
By Steffany Popeabout a year ago in Poets
Suppressing possibilities required reflection. In the mouth of madness, suffered from introspection. Lingering images rented space in my crown.
By Adrianne Kirkseyabout a year ago in Poets
Ssshh...said the wind, silence... stillness Icy water running, glowing from a distance Lingering eerie feeling as the cold air touches the skin
By Windchimeabout a year ago in Poets
sweet surrender in the sound of stillness in all its inky, invigorating intrepidity leaving long, lingering lapses of life
By angela hepworthabout a year ago in Poets
Sadness is awareness of loss. Infinite regret grappling with what never was or will be Liminal void, grief seeping and pooling in a vacuum
Shhhhh. Be very, very quiet. I know you’re sleeping, but lo and behold, it’s 3 a.m. and I am an energetic and enigmatic ball of fur and magic toe beans.
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
Sipping delicate cups of light, refreshing peppermint and earthy, fruity red raspberry leaf tea in my self-structured, DIY craft sanctuary,
By Talia Devoraabout a year ago in Poets
