Gratitude

New Opportunities
“Opportunities don’t happen, you create them” Nothing worthwhile in our Lives will just fall into our laps. We always have to seek out
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff12 months ago in Poets
Break Down That Barrier
"Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world” “Education” is something that can be taken for granted.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff12 months ago in Poets
The Sky's The Limit
“If you are working on something that you really care about, you don’t have to be pulled. The vision pulls you” When we ‘work’ on something
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff12 months ago in Poets
"Just Carry On!"
“Success is not final; failure is not fatal; it is the courage to continue that counts” Success and failure are two such big words
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff12 months ago in Poets
From Wounds to Worship
As I sat in the corner curling my back I feel so small like the shape I’m at Hugging my knees with my chin on top Letting my tears flow and watching it drop
By Ann ☕️12 months ago in Poets
Title: A Whisper Beneath the Stars
“A Whisper Beneath the Stars” It was the first evening of autumn when she returned to the small town by the sea—the place she once called home. The air was thick with the scent of salt and fading summer flowers, and the sky blushed in hues of amber and rose. Memories swirled around her like fallen leaves, rustling softly beneath her footsteps.
By Your aurthor12 months ago in Poets
Marie381UK, a Poet’s Light
Marie381UK, a Poet’s Light Marie381UK, a name that shines, A poet’s soul in crafted lines. Words that flow like rivers wide,
By Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Help Me Lord Jesus
Help Me Lord Jesus Lord, the road is rough and steep, the weight I carry makes me weak. My heart is heavy, so is my back,
By Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
A letter from the future
In the depths of your soul, a spark has always glowed, A knowing that you're special, even when no one else knows. Though you've hurt and abandoned me, time and time again,
By Fedora 12 months ago in Poets
February Winds
The weather was my wind vane. Overcast. Rainy. Frigid. Wind-blown. Now, that ice is cracking, dripping down, Softening into something that pools.
By Philip Canterbury12 months ago in Poets
Natalie Diaz: A Poetic Voice of Identity, Love, and Resistance
Early Life and Background Diaz's upbringing in the Mojave Desert significantly influences her poetic voice. Growing up in a family deeply connected to Mojave traditions and languages, she was immersed in the narratives of her ancestors. However, her journey also involved navigating the challenges of being an Indigenous person in contemporary America, a theme that often surfaces in her poetry.
By Mr Ali12 months ago in Poets
Electro—Cute
love is like sticking your fingers, your wet fingers in the socket, letting it electrocute you electro— cute— you are so
By Paul Stewart12 months ago in Poets