Peak of darkness growing near Entering the longest night But this vast shadow is nothing to fear For now begins the return of the light
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash18 days ago in Poets
If mind and body be not one, At enmity the two shall be. ----------------------------------------- The former of the second free,
By Sean Byers18 days ago in Poets
When Christmas Was a Manger Christmas was never wrapped in shining paper, It arrived on straw beneath a borrowed roof. No music played, no crowds stood waiting,
By Marie381Uk 18 days ago in Poets
If you could sit across from your younger self—just for five quiet minutes—what would you say first? Would you warn them? Comfort them? Or simply tell them that they survive everything they’re about to feel?
By John Smith18 days ago in Poets
The Hour the Red Horse Waited The red horse stands among winter branches, pine needles breathing out old December air. Ornaments sway with the smallest memory of touch,
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By Andrea Corwin 18 days ago in Poets
We were out, came home to see a box of cookies on our porch, left by a neighbor. We don’t interact much,
By Seema Patel18 days ago in Poets
I mark the year not by dates but by what survived me. ............. Winter arrived like a verdict— clean, unquestionable.
By E.S.Flint 18 days ago in Poets
Red Number At The Casino I found a fortune with my hands in the loo. notes folded like promises all over the floor. The table smiled, green and patient,
Nine seven nine eight eight nine eight six five two one one one is the most beautiful number I’ve ever seen, the lovely
By Harper Lewis19 days ago in Poets
The Zodiac, Which Are You Aries comes in like a thought you act on too fast, Heat in the chest, shoes already by the door.
By Marie381Uk 19 days ago in Poets
Can I have your attention? I know you don’t wanna hear me right now, but I need for you to listen Getting older is tricky, lol, sometimes we think we know it all
By Alaine Hay19 days ago in Poets
