Free Verse
I Blame You, Moon
Empress of twilight and beyond, you’ve outstayed your welcome. Come alone, I asked you, yet you brought the night– libertine, fluid, and turbulent, swirling eddies through my voids, which were not for its blackness to fill. My silences were not your invitations.
By Teresa Renton2 years ago in Poets
Harboring Happiness - Day 2
Today in harboring happiness, I savor the scent of clean laundry and realize that plans we make for ourselves are more important than promises we carelessly dole out to others. Filling the garbage bin, I trade the sting of rejection for the sentiment that strangers aren’t always meant to become best friends. Sometimes, they are too busy getting married or raising kids, and that’s okay.
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets



