Gratitude

Emerald Seas
O glory for the fields for they are growing, flowing oceans of emerald as far as the eye can behold. - Flowing with the tides of wind,
By Alexander Stoddart6 months ago in Poets
How to Murder a Sunday Roast
How to Murder a Sunday Roast Get up late, no apron, no shame, the meat’s still frozen, blame the game. Peel the tatties if they dare
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Fish and Chips Wrapped In Newspapers
Fish and Chips Wrapped In Newspapers Wrapped in print, still hot to hold salted steam and vinegar bold chips all fat, no scraps in sight
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Stones I Keep
Stones I Keep They don’t glow, they don’t hum, they just sit where I leave them cold to the touch, hard as the truth you won’t say out loud.
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
As I Lie Down on the Meadow
Writer Franz Kafka once said, "I don't feel particularly proud of myself. But when I walk alone in the woods, or lie in the meadows, all is well."
By Seema Patel6 months ago in Poets
Even In This
I’ve learned to say thank You in the hush of the morning, when light slips in like grace through half-open blinds. I’ve learned to say thank You when the ache doesn’t lift, when prayers feel unanswered but peace still whispers in.
By Carolina Borges6 months ago in Poets
Living on Borrowed Time
With two complicated pregnancies, I teetered on the edge of death. I survived, through my body's resilience and the expertise of the medical team.
By Seema Patel6 months ago in Poets
Mark your calendars: August 2, 2027.
Mark your calendars: August 2, 2027. The world will go dark for over 6 minutes during one of the longest total solar eclipses of our lifetime.
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
My Love for Mom
Poem: You were my home before I knew, The hands I clung to as I grew. With every scrape, with every fall, You caught me when I felt too small.
By Fazal Hadi6 months ago in Poets
Is the Past a Prison, or a Pathway to Peace?
The past cannot be rewritten; its purpose is to protect the present and prevent us from repeating the same mistakes. Unfulfilled wishes should liberate our desire for love, not bind it. These are merely scenery along life's journey. They come and go, that's all. There's no need for obsession or sadness.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 months ago in Poets
One Amazing Success. Top Story - August 2025.
“Every small achievement will soon be one amazing success” It is with little steps that we learn to walk when we are babies.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
POEM - Orphans of Virtue
They gather not in gilded halls where virtue preens and prates, Nor where the polished marble floors reflect self-congratulating fates.
By Jacky Kapadia6 months ago in Poets