A Bird’s Eye View I watched the world, from where I stood, above the branch, beyond the good. The sky was cracked, the sun bled red,
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
The Raven It came to me when night grew old, When silence pressed against the floor, Its wings were shadows wrapped in thought,
Nightingale sing, Sing of your woes, Tell me the secrets, Of all of my foes Sing to me now, Sing of my heart, Sing now to me,
By Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)3 months ago in Poets
She stood at the window, tracing the horizon where the plane had vanished into the pale blue. The city felt smaller now, like it had shrunk in the absence of her laughter.
By Melanie3 months ago in Poets
I received this poem earlier last week by email from my friend, Hipólito Orlando Sánchez, who lives in Tivoli, New York.
By PK Colleran3 months ago in Poets
Shadow Steps I walk through days, that lean toward darkness, pulling old fears, back into the light. Each hour stretches,
Can we be obsessed with You, not in the way they warn us about not in the thundering persona that seems too hard to reach,
By Marvelous Michael3 months ago in Poets
“It’s never too late to start over. If you weren’t happy yesterday, try something different today. Don’t stay stuck,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 months ago in Poets
“You are rich, when you are content and happy with what (and who) you have.” Happiness does not rely on material wealth.
“Take time every day to do what makes your soul happy.” Doing something every day that ‘you’ want to do and that makes ‘you’ happy,
You carry constellations in the pockets of your hands. planets on your knuckles, tides that answer your commands. My doubts are tiny satellites that think they’re free to drift—
By Milan Milic3 months ago in Poets
There’s a counter in my chest with bins and labels hand-made, neat, A lost and found of all my selves, where past and present meet.
