Friendship

Soft-Edged Storm
I can feel it coming before it comes— that weather inside my ribs, the low roll of thunder rehearsing behind my teeth.
By Milan Milic24 days ago in Poets
Closure Notice
Effective immediately, all shared spaces will be subject to change. Benches may empty. Tables may seat fewer names than before.
By Kam24 days ago in Poets
Unsent Apologies
I type your name and don’t hit send. The cursor blinks like a tiny siren, then a patient metronome, Then—honestly—just a dare.
By Milan Milic24 days ago in Poets
I was yours long ago Haiku
I Was Yours Long Ago Haiku Do you remember I was yours long ago love Forever you said?
By Marie381Uk 24 days ago in Poets
The Unwanted and the Wanted
The Unwanted and the Wanted Some arrive like storms, shaking rooms with their weight, their voices loud, their hands too quick,
By Marie381Uk 24 days ago in Poets
Still on the Same Branch
Still on the Same Branch They sit close on a branch, white feathers holding the hush of the day. Leaves listen without leaning too far in,
By Marie381Uk 24 days ago in Poets
Warmth
There is nothing like curling up with a best friend a very warm furry friend. (Just thought I would try the 'Small heat' challenge as a free creator.)
By Mark Graham25 days ago in Poets
Hurting
Hurting Hurting lives beneath the skin, it does not always show its face. It moves quietly through the days, keeping time at its own pace.
By Marie381Uk 25 days ago in Poets
Paper Moons
The paper was just junk mail at first— a coupon for toothpaste, a dentist reminder, Your name misspelled in the corner like a dare.
By Milan Milic25 days ago in Poets
Borrowed Silence
I fold the day into itself like a paper crane crease by crease, until my thumb aches. The kitchen light flickers—cheap bulb, old habit—
By Milan Milic25 days ago in Poets
Aureate Ease
Gathered ‘round the hearth Our cheeks rosy, eyes sparkling Tepid and cozy * Thanks so much for reading! If you enjoyed this poem, I’d appreciate it so much if you shared it and left a heart, a tip, and a pledge! And subscribe to see more of my writing in the future!
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash25 days ago in Poets
My Communion
I come to the table carrying ache, Not dressed up, not polished, not pretending. Just me and the weight of remembering What it cost You to call me Yours.
By Hannah Lambert25 days ago in Poets