Gratitude

Foxed by Donna
Did you happen to hear of a young Canadian by the name of Donna? Of literary fame, she should surely be, eventually, in my opinion
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Poets
When Does a Good Thing Become a Memory?
In this world, even the best things eventually fade. The most beautiful love can end in discord; the most cherished person may eventually leave; the most lively gatherings come to an end; and the most profound memories eventually dim. Even the most beautiful dreams eventually awaken.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 months ago in Poets
Ian
Sunshine. We hadn’t seen it in 2 days. 800 miles, Of floods, And rain, And winds that rocked us, Here to there. 800 miles,
By Nitsua5 months ago in Poets
Whispers Through the Wires
Before our hands could ever meet, our hearts whispered in quiet pulses, typing words that trembled with truth. Screens became windows, lanterns,
By Life Hopes5 months ago in Poets
Santa Ana's Breath
The grasses hum their Juicy Fruit gum scent— a sticky sweetness riding on a hot breeze, whispering memories of August days,
By Tony Martello5 months ago in Poets
Outstages Café: Portals to Other Worlds. Content Warning.
Outstages Café: Portals to Other Worlds In a quiet corner of California, tucked between memory and melody, there stands a pink archway blooming with roses and musical notes. Locals call it Outstages Café, but those who’ve gone through know it’s more than a place, it’s a portal.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 5 months ago in Poets
Perfume
Sensualized here; shade, rustle under over, scent shared in twilight. The Great Gets Me... * Thank you for reading!
By Kendall Defoe 5 months ago in Poets
Autumn Feels
Hot coffee, warm hands Steamy mornings and window mist Smiles drawn and wiped away Swirling winds, wild whistles Creaks and groans from a changing home
By Simon George5 months ago in Poets
The Garden of Endless Hopes
I planted one hope, watered it with sleepless nights, fed it with sacrifice. It bloomed— yet two more rose in its shadow.
By Life Hopes5 months ago in Poets
Love: Cherish, Don't Regret
There's no such thing as regret in love, only cherishing it or not cherishing it. Those who don't know how to cherish you have no regrets at all. There are no missed opportunities in love, only missed opportunities in general.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 months ago in Poets
What Could Have Been
Introduction Many of these challenges I have already written poems for, but a lot of forms have been missed, including many on Vocal's poetry list when you submit.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Poets
"Some Moments of Peace"
In the darkness of the night the feeling of loneliness silence of the world roaring of the wind smells of the flower flying of the bats
By M.Changer5 months ago in Poets