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Shadows Fall
Winter wishes whisper shadows Throughout the darkened hall Whispers in shadows fall without sense
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Poets
The Sound of Rain at Night
The sound of rain at night, soft whispers on a roof, a gentle tapping— like fingers drumming, calling for dreams to wake.
By Numanabout a year ago in Poets
An Ode to Peaceful Heads
Peaceful heads, a fun Joker around; Mentally Happens to be you. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts.
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
The Heart of the Holidays: Finding Magic in Joy, Memories, and Winter’s Quiet Moments
Take Joy, Connection, and Calm in Winter's Glow from Holiday Time Holiday time is that season of joy and nostalgia and reflection in the final throes of the year. For most, it is a time of the year when all the steps of the neighborhood light up, families sit across tables full of food, and laughter abounds in rooms full of all styles of festive cheer. But under all that partying, it all tries to be a chance to reconnect and reflect, savoring small pockets of peace. Okay, well, let's dive into the heart of the season and how to do it all in big and little ways.
By Imtiyaz Aliabout a year ago in Poets
On the sidelines of days
On the margins of days, the truths of time are revealed. And from the panic of the hours, the path of life disappears?
By Kisama Riyo about a year ago in Poets
Winter's Stillness Welcomes The Cosmo
The frost arrives on tiptoes Stars are blinking when the silence speaks louder A thin veil that stretches its fingers across the earth
By Kodahabout a year ago in Poets
Kingdom of Masks
Masks! Masks! Masks abound, Masks for everyone! We'll put them on, Come, let’s hear it! No one wants a naked spirit!
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Frosted Morning
The sun has finally risen above the horizon, Filling my day with light as I leave the house, But it isn’t high enough to warm me with its rays,
By Rebecca Pattonabout a year ago in Poets
Santa’s Journey On A Frosty Night
Santa’s Journey On A Frosty Night The first frost came on a cold, clear night, The ground was covered in icy white. The world was quiet, the air so still,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Salted Sails
Harness knowledge as a salted sail at sea harnesses the wind, and you will surely discover new lands with plenty of adventures
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Poets
I performed at Oxford Di-Verse Poetry
I attended a poetry festival in Oxford that celebrates diversity and was a safe space for the LGBTQ umbrella which I thought was lovely. It was good to see so many voices in the same room. The poems I heard were excellent and it made me think how is my work going to compare to that. I did a lot of workshops with the Oxford Poetry Library and I think it's been a great thing that has supported the community. The founder, Phoebe started it as for a town with such literary importance as Oxford, the lack of accessible space for poetry was dire. It's such a lovely space and it's encouraged me to write things that helped me heal through traumatic events.
By Chloe Gilholyabout a year ago in Poets
The Golden river
The Golden River Beneath the sun’s eternal glow, Where whispers of the soft winds flow, There lies a stream, a sacred giver,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets