This little ditty is for my friend and fellow creator, Babs Iverson's Unofficial Challenge. Here's a link: And here's the poem:
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Poets
Entwined in the eerie twilight Cold coming in as it begins Light’s shadow begins to sink in In it, we stare up in the wonder of midday’s night
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A woman's love, conceived with grace, exists in the region where hearts weave. She caresses souls with calm ease, her sensitive touch like a soft breeze.
By Praveen Pk2 years ago in Poets
The duality of existence encapsulates the brevity of strife, Often called a dreamer, I envisioned what horizons that strayed afar looked like.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
I watch a little bumblebee buzzing, crawling, circling our tree while mild warm breezes playfully mess with your hair touching me.
By real Jema2 years ago in Poets
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
Have you ever thought about something as trivial as clapping? Although one of the simplest of planned or, occasionally, reflex actions, it takes many hands to resound, doesn't it?
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Poets
Last night I sliced away at the red and blue strings harvesting anxiety releasing remnants of us and of you but I cut too deep
We savour the palpable silence, save the tinkling of ice upon glass. All is quiet... but what of the tension that sparks the night?
Standing behind the wall, forbidden to look tall, To be the dainty taste for a man’s unsatiated hunger, The tale of a woman’s right to emancipation has seen it all.
Pain What is pain? Pain is only feeling the rain On a sunny day Pain is being alone in a crowded room Pain is not having them around
Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
