Let's face it, Earth Day is for Corporations. Today, I brace myself as email after email, after email, after email,
By Nicole Fenn2 years ago in Poets
WHAT BODY LANGUAGE IS ALWAYS MORE THAN WORDS WORDS ARE AND CAN BE UNDER CONTROL AND CHOICE ONE CAN HIDE THE WORDS CHANGE THE WORDS
By Basit Ali2 years ago in Poets
The fields flow with flowers. The trees offer their bowers. The sun smiles at saunters the sun-spread streets. The winds enjoys its retreat.
By T. Licht2 years ago in Poets
(Verse One) recovery success? relapse avoidance? monogamy in mind, body and spirit? mind, body and spirit? health improvements?
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Often, I beg: Open me. Please. Fill the wound with something I can use Deliver me words like a sunbeam gilding dust. // The words come too much, not enough. I can't
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Poets
Nothing but the thrum and hum beneath me And the open sidewalk before me Three wheels of freedom Smurf blue High handlebars
By Aaron Morrison2 years ago in Poets
You look down your nose at me in disdain Because to you I’m just here to entertain I give you a fake name and a smile
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Meditation is not sitting in a quiet room It is when you stop telling other people the words that you need to hear Its when you stop looking out the window
Celebrate Earth, our planet of blue and green desert and sea mountains and forests rivers and streams waterfalls! author photo
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
Ask me in December my mind jostled on that cold gray January mo(u)rning when my brother died The clouds were dark, the sun was hiding, my eyes were moist and I cried and cried
By Rick Henry Christopher 2 years ago in Poets
Ling pretended that the snowflakes were apple blossoms As she entwined cherry blossoms betwixt the strands Of her perfectly coiffed, gloriously voluminous
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Poets
"If you don't change your ways, You'll keep getting the same results." Change is needed. Life can be difficult. Causing you to feel defeated and hurt.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
