Family

I Love You But...
I love you but you're stuck in your ways Most of the days Sometimes I don't agree with you Sometimes you make me feel so blue
By Domi11 days ago in Poets
Salt, Not Sugar
He did not call us to be sugar on the tongue, To melt into the moment, To sweeten every room until truth dissolved. Sugar wins smiles,
By Hannah Lambert11 days ago in Poets
Scarf
Hugs shared at Christmas, Warmth from your scarf to my own… Steeping in the night.
By Caitlin Charlton11 days ago in Poets
Decisions That Make Us
People swear change arrives in January, wrapped in fresh calendars and clean promises, in vision boards pinned with borrowed dreams,
By Hannah Lambert11 days ago in Poets
Sorting Rice. Content Warning.
“Tell me about love, Mama.” I used to say. * Remember the swish of rice across the bilao? Tssst shhh tssst shhh. *
By Guia Nocon12 days ago in Poets
China, Thailand and the Philippines Ring in New Year With a Blaze of Colour. AI-Generated.
From glowing lanterns and sacred temple rituals to thunderous fireworks and joyful street gatherings, Asia welcomes the New Year in spectacular style.
By Aarif Lashari12 days ago in Poets
What Looms Ahead in 2026. Content Warning.
What Looms Ahead in 2026 A Threshold Walked with Fragile Bones and Fierce Clarity New Year’s Eve 2025 is on the way to 2026. Whatever looms ahead is for the future to reveal, and we will meet it through dreams, brainstorming, and creating. We keep creating and sending messages of truth.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 12 days ago in Poets
Seen
My wife has green eyes They watch me fail and celebrate the attempt They see my body I celebrate every tragedy Every attempt
By Daniel D'Agustino12 days ago in Poets
The Monster
Anger. Runs through my essence like hot coals. Gifted to me by my fathers. A friendly touch yet a heavy hand on your shoulder when it comes.
By Brier12 days ago in Poets
how to make a mother's grief. Content Warning.
Yield: at least 1 ruined harvest Difficulty: Impossible to master without... Prep time: Longer than a season, shorter than a myth.
By Isabella Nesheiwat12 days ago in Poets
Day of Rain
Day of Rain I do this a lot, I write a poem in one take. I don't set out to do this and it doesn't happen all the time. On this particular poem I had a hard time with the title. I'll let you read the poem and then give a explanation, it's somewhat humorous-the explanation-I'm Gerry Thibeault and I'm a poet.
By Gerry Thibeault13 days ago in Poets
Public Announcement
The bell goes off, as I walk through the hall - I had to stop, and see the people moving around, this fall. As they move about their lives, and wisp through the hall
By Raith C. Francis13 days ago in Poets