Self-portrait of artist Artemisia Gentileschi Dear Tassi, When I painted Susanna and the Elders some years ago
By Tracy Kreuzburg 2 years ago in Poets
I don’t know what this is about It is the worst poem Without a doubt In my mind To be alone can be sublime But to feel alone
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
There is a scar on my heart’s ears It’s from all the years of abuse I got used to It makes it hard to hear when someone says
In forests deep where sunlight plays, Nature orchestrates its grand ballet. The rustle of leaves, a gentle sway, A timeless dance, night to day.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
In kitchens, where secrets hide in spices' embrace, Where pots simmer melodies of aromatic grace, There lies the heart of life's vibrant ballet,
"Silken Sonatas: Threads of Destiny" In the tapestry of fate, threads entwine, Silken sonatas, a melody divine. Each thread a choice, a path to take,
By EDWARD LIKONDI2 years ago in Poets
"Aurora Dreams: Painting the Night Sky" Aurora dreams, a masterpiece unfurled, Painting the night sky, a wondrous world.
She is my temptress My Partner In Mischief's Prison When I grab her I'm at it like a bad habit And i feel like I'm flying with high impossibilities
By Dan-O Vizzini2 years ago in Poets
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for January 2023 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here.
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)2 years ago in Poets
In the silence of the night, I hear your name, Echoes of a lost love, lighting the flame. The stars whisper secrets, in an eternal language,
By Hendrik SancheZ2 years ago in Poets
Beach sheoak Swaying with the breeze Softly she spoke Living in ease She said to me: You are free No one to appease
By Dominic Casey-Lee2 years ago in Poets
As you contemplate the figure you made The making of your figure’s on parade The layers of creation cascade: Made, you are making, as your maker bade
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
