Family

Summer’s End
The last days of summer always carried a strange mix of joy and sorrow for me—like the sweetness of a peach just before it begins to bruise. The fields behind our old farmhouse shimmered under a fading sun, the wheat turning gold as though nature wanted to give one final burst of color before retreating into the silence of autumn.
By Alexander Mind2 months ago in Poets
The rain didn't stop.
Alone, a young girl was walking along the path. She had companions — the birds and the fresh air. She thought about her homeland, the lovely flowers,
By BHUMI2 months ago in Poets
Passing Sons
I keep trying and keep sighing, As I propel it The pigskin flying, Far and high it soars across A bright blue sky
By Atrayu Sweet2 months ago in Poets
I Am Planted
I am planted. Not in soil alone, but in the laughter of my children, their small hands curling around mine, their questions tumbling, never ceasing.
By Emilie Turner2 months ago in Poets
Where I'm From
Where I’m From I am from lengthy games like Aggravation, Monopoly, and Risk, played on snowy days and late days. I am from the Living Desert and the Rib Fair, and the days I spent doing art with my grandma in the heat of the summer.
By Sharon Gentry2 months ago in Poets
Seasonal Feasts
Seasonal Feasts Winter gathered our tired hearts, the fire glowing with gentle warmth, spring brought colours to heal our eyes,
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Roots and Sky
In the silent embrace of the earth, where the soil cradles the sounds of my ancestors, I find my roots, tangled yet strong,
By Tim Carmichael2 months ago in Poets
A Matter of Gathering
as most things do, it begins with a gathering of matter: peppercorn, shallot, potato, carrot. but first, the meat must reach room temperature.
By Sean2 months ago in Poets
Enough
I'm not mad. I've just lost interest... You gave me the bare minimum. Nothing more. 🎀 I'm too much? No... you aren't enough.
By Sara Wilson2 months ago in Poets
Strength
“The greatest threat to our planet is the belief that someone else will save it.” The greatest threat to planet Earth
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff2 months ago in Poets
Unity Is Everything
“The Earth is what we all have in common.” The Earth Itself is full of diversity and yet everything “LIVES” together.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff2 months ago in Poets
Harvest of Light
The evening arrives like a soft-spoken guest, carrying the scent of cinnamon and cool November wind. Lanterns glow in windows across the valley,
By Alexander Mind2 months ago in Poets