To the one in my heart, my brother, the tree upon my plain, Open and upstanding, of adoration and daylight made, My milestone, my windbreak, my safe house from the downpour:
By Noha Aji2 years ago in Poets
In the twilight of their years, they joined as one, Momma's grace, Daddy's wisdom spun. Golden ages, tales untold, Strands of history, some dark, some bold.
By Thrive Mental Health Wellness Hub2 years ago in Poets
Have you lived a life of loneliness? Every day brings agony and distress. Living a life where you don't get to see the direction.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Thumping, Thumping, Thumping in his veins The beat of death and the failing rhythm of life. Reaching, grabbing, missing with his hands.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for April 2024 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here. https://www.rattle.com/ekphrastic/
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)2 years ago in Poets
She kept losing herself At the kiss that lingered a little too long The hands that wandered So pleasantly across her skin
By Andrea N. Brown2 years ago in Poets
i'm slipping, into the future, seconds turn into seasons minutes turn into memories i watch the sand grains fall who will be there to catch me?
By Josh Morgan2 years ago in Poets
To you whom I admire The one who smiles and dances in the sunshine face toward the sky covered warmly with joy and peace
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Poets
To the sky we look. In each other's eyes, we look. We see our reflections. We see our reflection in each other's eyes.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
Why hello there, my little dreamers, I see you followed the stars. You can sit now, sweetness, These embers will flow deep into the night.
By Ruby Red2 years ago in Poets
I could sum my weekend in a few words A dance and a kiss on Mickey's cheek Colour matching with Winnie the Pooh Skipping ques with a relatives priority card
By Chloe Gilholy2 years ago in Poets
Navigating grace Far from home. In uncharted quietude, beneath broken clouds and yesterday’s stars already dead . The wild sea canvas
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨2 years ago in Poets
