Friendship

Lost and Found
I lost myself in normal ways— in other people’s calendars, in “sure, I can do that,” in the bright blur of being useful.
By Milan Milic17 days ago in Poets
love unconditional. Top Story - December 2023.
A/N - I'm re-releasing this piece today as my sweet Norma Jean crossed over the rainbow bridge this morning. I'm trying to wrap my head around the empty space in my heart and my home. She was always momma's girl. Always by my side. Eight years was not enough.
By Heather Hubler17 days ago in Poets
Love Has No Rules
Love Has No Rules Love has no rules, no chalk lines on the floor, No book that tells the heart what it should do. It walks in barefoot, knocks once, then stays,
By Marie381Uk 17 days ago in Poets
Peace Is All I Wanted
Peace Is All I Wanted Peace is all I wanted, nothing more, Not riches, not a crown, not perfect days. Just quiet in my chest when night falls down,
By Marie381Uk 18 days ago in Poets
Compass
Wandering in empty spaces, heading to nowhere Paths full of ambiguous signs, leading to dead end. People passing by like shadows
By Andriana Sonnenblume 🌻18 days ago in Poets
2026 Haiku to us all
2026 Haiku to us all A new year begins 2026 comes with expectations My lord bless us all
By Marie381Uk 18 days ago in Poets
Heartwarming
Thoughts, prayers, warm hearts Acts of neighborly service maintain heated hearths K.B. Silver ⋆꙳•❅*°⋆❆.ೃ࿔*:･*❆ ₊⋆⋆꙳•❅*°⋆❆.ೃ࿔*:･*❆ ₊⋆⋆꙳•❅*°⋆❆.ೃ࿔*:･*❆ ₊⋆
By K.B. Silver 18 days ago in Poets
Apples for My Teacher
Apples for My Teacher Apples for my teacher, placed careful on the desk. A simple thank you wrapped in red, for patience at its best.
By Marie381Uk 18 days ago in Poets
Threaded Through
I find you in the stupidest seams— the hoodie string you once re-tied because I “never do it right,” The way my headphones knot themselves
By Milan Milic19 days ago in Poets
Scammers, Cash For Gold - Holiday Robbery, Did I Tell You About The Time I Went To A "Pawn" Shop, Did I? #Jamaican #Dilemmas
I know it sort of sounds weird, me robbing the older person. Taking what they didn't give, or perhaps left for me to do. I know it sort of sounds weird, me robbing the older person.
By 365poetry - "Holy Trinity":::: I Know The Cross, It's The Spirit Of Kharôn Latin Spelling (Charon) Translation "Fierce Brightness"19 days ago in Poets
Left Overs
Left Overs Christmas was over. The house was quiet, heavy with the kind of silence that comes after too much has been felt. Plates were stacked in the sink, half-empty bowls left where they had been used, crumbs scattered across the table. The tree leaned slightly to one side, its needles drifting slowly to the floor.
By Marie381Uk 19 days ago in Poets
A New Time Of Hope
Today is Christmas Day... A day that I always enjoy spending with family. There are a lot of things that you can write about when it comes to this Holiday.
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)19 days ago in Poets