Enshrouded Concealment Lonely Isolation Penumbra Shading Extinguishment
By S.N. Evans2 years ago in Poets
Exalted stars of holy magnitude Converge on the epoch of this new dawn Latent memory of eons gone by and lost to the sands of time
By S. C. Almanzar2 years ago in Poets
Ethereal beauty lingering on the horizon Cerulean seas glimmer under the fiery skies Light starts to fade as shadows dance
By KA Stefana 2 years ago in Poets
Eerily dark, Cannot look, Lingering on, Intensive light, Peeps through, Shadows leaving, Eerily light.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Poets
Everything is changing around me, so quickly my head spins Coming into my own as I face the future, not sure what's ahead Love in my heart, those who gave me confidence in my journey
By Judith Jascha2 years ago in Poets
Everyone gathers to gaze at the skies Careful to shield their delicate eyes. Laying among them, I use no protection, Inspecting the halo of coronal ejection.
By J. Otis Haas2 years ago in Poets
Embodying the darkness of my life Clinging to any hope left in this prison Lingering thoughts slowly drive the madness deeper
By Matthew Mccahey2 years ago in Poets
E ndangered, and increasingly so. C hildren collaged our photos into school books with a thick title at the top. L ively and abundant we once were, dare I say thriving, before
By Joe O’Connor2 years ago in Poets
Ever wondered if it’s lonely, drifting onward into darkness? Could it discern if its prideful, for its contribution to life?
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Poets
ECLIPSE ⋆｡°✩☾☼ Every new day greets us with a different blend of lovely color Cranky and sleepy, foggy Monday arrives in cloudy shades of blue
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Poets
Exquisite was the night we tasted together Claws raking through your back, you made me sing and purr Lingering is for those who wish for things to lose
By Lily Séjor2 years ago in Poets
Every eclipse is made of fresh beginnings, Capturing the very essence of 'new' through the spiritual empowerment of reinvention, rejuvenation, and plentiful blessings.
By Billie Whyte2 years ago in Poets
