If mind and body be not one, At enmity the two shall be. ----------------------------------------- The former of the second free,
By Sean Byers14 days ago in Poets
When Christmas Was a Manger Christmas was never wrapped in shining paper, It arrived on straw beneath a borrowed roof. No music played, no crowds stood waiting,
By Marie381Uk 14 days ago in Poets
If you could sit across from your younger self—just for five quiet minutes—what would you say first? Would you warn them? Comfort them? Or simply tell them that they survive everything they’re about to feel?
By John Smith15 days ago in Poets
The Hour the Red Horse Waited The red horse stands among winter branches, pine needles breathing out old December air. Ornaments sway with the smallest memory of touch,
By Marie381Uk 15 days ago in Poets
Golden dayspring, two songbirds serenade, amidst the charming sunflowers, sweetening the nature so romantically.
By Hazel15 days ago in Poets
I used to call it passion when your voice rose like a flare. I used to call it honesty when you insulted me “for my own good.”
By Milan Milic15 days ago in Poets
I left with a trash bag of clothes and my toothbrush wrapped in a receipt. It was raining, of course The sky always wants a role.
Growing up I was told an idle mind is where the devil works best So do I overthink in order to prevent him from having a field test ?
By Harydo Neon15 days ago in Poets
December is drifting to a close Like a movie on a projector Reaching the end of its reel Flapping as one possessed by a spectre
By Mother Combs16 days ago in Poets
Together, Me And My Horse I love my life in the way this moment breathes, the leather creaks, the wheels wait their turn.
By Marie381Uk 16 days ago in Poets
I used to think love was a test I had to pass with perfect posture smiling, agreeable, swallowing the sharp parts of myself
By Milan Milic16 days ago in Poets
When bitter words howl Lean your cheek on her soft fur, Feel her bellows hum
By Sonia Heidi Unruh17 days ago in Poets
