Gratitude

All Fur Coat and No Knickers
All Fur Coat and No Knickers The carpet burned beneath my feet the cameras flashed, the crowd leaned sweet the fur was heavy, rich, and grand
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Heaven’s Quiet Seat
Heaven’s Quiet Seat Beneath the arch the heavens part a seam of light strikes through the heart the clouds roll back with thundered grace
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
The Unfinished Hello
The Unfinished Hello Miles stretch between us, yet your voice crossed oceans first, a call I missed— but still, it found its place in me.
By H J Myers5 months ago in Poets
Walking Through A Place That No Longer Exists
Everything is Different. That is the Thought that has been going through my head the past Few Days. I have been Working on a Path of Growth and Cultivation for so many Years Now...
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)5 months ago in Poets
Back to School
September is here and for some it's back to school time unless from my past we started mid to late August. Back to basics allowing us to learn or review
By Mark Graham5 months ago in Poets
A Little Hungry Mouse
A Little Hungry Mouse I left a stack of cheese last night a treasure waiting in the quiet a little mouse came soft and small
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
THE SEEKER
The Seeker Engages in the race of life, As the soul turns corpse to being. One deprives self of Light, loses Place,
By Xubairistotle5 months ago in Poets
You at the Peak
Be there, waving to me when the sunsets, when the highest note of birds' symphony plays, on the top of that green hill by the sea we love ...
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka5 months ago in Poets
Letter To The Sunset Watchers
People say they love watching sunsets. They gaze upon the burning sky for a few moments. They think, “Wow, that’s a pretty sunset” — maybe even verbalize it. They alert their friends at the spectacle, provoking an impromptu photo-op. With their backs facing the sunlight, they snap a couple pictures. Some dimple-revealing grins, some pursed-lipped glances, some dead-panned profile pics.
By DJ Nuclear Winter5 months ago in Poets
The Dress of Living Light
The Dress of Living Light She walks where shadows linger long yet every step becomes a song her gown a blaze of petal flame
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Two Parallel Lines
One day late, it’s no big deal So then, what is this unfamiliar sense I feel? I’ve been late countless times before, it’s not rare
By Sherie Ramos5 months ago in Poets
Four Seasons . Top Story - September 2025.
Woe betide the eternal grey, grey for so long, darkness ev'ry day, it seems impossible not to succumb, to this dreary way.
By Alexander Stoddart5 months ago in Poets