Gratitude

Love from within
Soft whispers of self-love echo within my soul, Embracing each flaw, and the beauty to win. With gentle hands, I hold my heart tight,
By Sara Cabout a year ago in Poets
Reminiscent Regrets
I would be remiss if I didn’t admit that I often reminisce over my collection of wrong place trophies but I don’t regret
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
The Realities of Life
I woke up this morning thinking of my father-in-law who died 2 years ago and my mother-in-law as she tries to carry on with her life. They were married for over 50 years, a huge feat in itself in this day and age when so many people divorce over quite often trivial things.
By Alexis Mundyabout a year ago in Poets
Why Wouldn't I Be?
Why wouldn't I be? He asks as I marvel over his patience, his kindness, his version of the bare minimum, and slowly, I'm learning he's right,
By Kay Husnickabout a year ago in Poets
Patchwork
I shuffle divergent patterns. They’re constantly changing. Everything was always there, and yet each time there’s a surprise that this time
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
You Stayed
I love you I love you I love you because you loved me first I love you because you found the strong person hiding within me
By Rick Henry Christopher about a year ago in Poets
i H E A R you
I hear you in the quiet spaces, Where your thoughts find their OWN place, In the moments when you SOAR, Beyond the words that fall to the floor.
By Komalabout a year ago in Poets
The Root
Supernatural is a manifestation of a force beyond science or laws of nature. To anyone who doesn't believe in God and who has not experienced a supernatural event, the idea of it must seem absurd.
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
Our girl!
Finally, a daughter! With our pair of sons, everyone knew She was a dream come true! Sweetness and light Bound to bring us delight!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
Remember Me
Remember me I wish the future was bright And full of stars But I know soon We may be far There will be many scars Because they hate this world
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
We made it through Winter, nearly.
We made it through Winter nearly We made it through the darkest part of winter, The chill, the quiet, the skies so dim. Here’s to spring, with its gentle light,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
As All The Planets Align Tonight
As All The Planets Align Tonight The planets align, it’s time to manifest, I burn my bay leaf, let the ashes do the rest.
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets