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Thinning The Veil
In the realm where dreams entwine, A tapestry of the subconscious, so divine. Lucid whispers call in the night, A dance of shadows, a waltz of light.
By Mason Darnielle2 years ago in Poets
Double Vision
Two suns awake, one calf unfurled, Four eyes gaze at a double world. One head dreams high, of wings unfurled, The other grazes, earthbound, world.
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets
memories on a postcard
I remember... when the world was light and my world was innocent When sirens were serene and offered a sense of wonder like windchimes in the breeze
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
"OF SPACE AND TIME I WRITE". Content Warning.
Once upon a time a friend of my youth whispered in my ear my life was clouds of illusion of both sides now. The friend is gone now of long ago. I thought about him and how the song he spoke of to me that day still speaks to me today. I was 17 at that time. I am 74. How did he know? I believe we are reborn throughout and our souls travel in time and space of many realities and into multi-universes of space and time. Perhaps we had met in another lifetime?
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
O No!
No one knew the "Taj Mahal" was ready to implode The right to living tucked inside in glorious wonder of water cascading The sanctity of non-moving objects meeting me half-way in a week or two of cleaning
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle2 years ago in Poets
There Was Once A Time...
When happy movies with feelings of elation were a pure requirement in her book. Sadness felt like an abyss, a consumption of the soul you could never truly return from.
By Alexandra Lacey2 years ago in Poets
Disbelief
You want to know when I’ll make something of myself. * You want to know when I’ll put my dreams away. * You never ask out loud,
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
Just let the sufferings fly!!!
Very much like, at the very first meet, still I see your soul, through your eyes, I can judge whether you are fine or in an awkward state,
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
Waves
I used to think my identity was born in pools of absence: a clumsy collage of an individual made up of photographs cut out
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Poets
An Autumn Better than Spring
In the breeze quite calm Like a touch, a soothing balm The wind whispers, as it has to go somewhere Tell it to stop, as there is nowhere
By Oscar2 years ago in Poets
I Saw You On Silver Screen
“The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all” -- - The Emperor, Mulan (1998)
By Rudolph Lingens2 years ago in Poets
My Beautiful Enigma. Top Story - February 2024.
whisper a sweet serenade in my ear as your words cascade down my body like a waterfall of poetry drenching me, claiming me
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets