Family

How Naive Can We Be?
The box of building toys born of the same hue, Nearly matching the memory of what first stained you. Flipping a long downturned switch to something someone could never undo.
By Dakota Love Danglerabout a year ago in Poets
"Morning Reflections"
In the quiet of the early dawn, A single mom begins her day, With dreams and hopes her heart has drawn, She carves a path through work and play. Her hands are tired, her spirit strong, She wears a smile through tears unseen, In every struggle, she finds a song, A love that’s pure, a life serene. Each day’s a dance of joy and pain, A balancing act of heart and mind, But in her eyes, you’ll find a flame, A fierce and tender strength combined. For every night she stays awake, With worries of tomorrow’s cost, She builds a world for her child’s sake, Where love’s the compass, never lost.
By Suganya Sabout a year ago in Poets
Bloomin’ and Boomin’
I’m bloomin’ and boomin’ where I’m planted, baby! Listen to me, while I tell you my story, no more hidden, pent up glory.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
"WE HAVE SEEN THE ENEMY. Content Warning.
I saw the picture of a little girl floating face down next to her father and it just broke me hard! Illegals trying to cross to a better life. Even now as I write this preface I cry. I can only comfort myself by repeating to myself they are no longer suffering...while I wonder at the cruelty of those that look down on them and I wrote this poem out of pain!
By Victor Mendezabout a year ago in Poets
As above...so below
What form of light can penetrate the darkness Tattered ashes Smoldering beneath the beleaguered decadence of memory Doomed to walk the thin line between
By lazarusInfinityabout a year ago in Poets
The Eternal Flame of Passion
Passion: A Flame Unseen There’s a fire that burns within, A spark, a light, a flame so thin. Invisible yet fierce, it glows,
By PETER Jabout a year ago in Poets
Fibonacci Poetry
Fibonacci sequence in the syllable count: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8. Bing I read a story about where the Fibonacci sequence came from. It is now used in many places including a poetry form. The story interested me as it discusses how rabbits pair and have baby rabbits.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets
Silence 1. Content Warning.
Challenge: ‘Write an acrostic poem using the word 'SILENCE.’ Note: You can read my poem as ‘stand alone.’ However, the two interlinked poems are ‘Silence 1: Black’ and ‘Silence 2: Life.’
By Pauline Fountainabout a year ago in Poets
Staying Behind. Content Warning.
Where do supressed memories go I must pry open the door take a peek within and just deal with it I dont want to, I'm too fucking scared
By Daniela Alejandraabout a year ago in Poets
Limerence
You look at me askance As we dance To the limerence in each other’s eyes Sometimes I see what’s on your mind But I promise, there’s no lies
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Beyond Closet Doors
When I was only three years old and able to hold onto pencils, My mother asked me, a small inquiry, What is it that you draw?
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
You are my sea
[The boy:] You are my sea, for watching with your deep blue eyes, for your translucence, your serenity. You are my sea,
By Himanabout a year ago in Poets