Gratitude

Heart Bypass
Life can change on a sixpence it seems; The shattering of hopes The discarding of dreams. Money wasted as was time, Life changing on a sixpence
By Sarah Fiander Harrison2 years ago in Poets
Let's embrace authenticity
It becomes a true challenge to realize ourselves within society when there are many fights and external components. We get messages that make us believe in things and behave in a certain way; this is why it is hard for us to be true to ourselves.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
In life's bitterness, find sweetness
Life events are preset. We can eliminate them, but we cannot completely avoid them. The way people live their lives is unique; some struggle, while others are privileged.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
A Changing Landscape
I slosh between slush that coats everything between here and there. Dust settles in waves of multitudes between the rainy haze that peppers the ocean ice,
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
Mindfulness
"Before me lies a new path, with love, family, and lessons learned from failures. For the first time, I'm at peace, eagerly anticipating each new day. I rise with purpose, cherishing time with my children. Shame, once a constant companion, now feels foreign. Though I have less than before, my heart beats with a newfound understanding.
By Ken Clepper 2 years ago in Poets
Basketball
Talking a lot makes the bounce uncontrollable No one can follow Like a fully loaded basketball Humans will stand out if they have many capacities
By Emil indw2 years ago in Poets
STAY
Sweet! That's the word! There's something sweet about being natural Allow me to be honest here Your cascading effects quenches my thirst!
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets
loving you
Loving you has never been hard even when it wasn't easy even when we were upset even when we were sad even when we were angry
By Belle2 years ago in Poets
Something New
I had to have a conversation with myself again today, and it wasn't a very pretty talk. Because I had to remind myself
By Tressa Rose2 years ago in Poets
SOULS REMEMBERED
SOULS REMEMBERED Unknown but not forgotten + + + + Defending their national honor, Defending their country’s voice,
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Poets
To those who ignore!
A day would come, for sure, that no AC can run its circuit, bearing the heat, to make us cool! It will be the final day,
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
The Laundry Mat
In my home, I have had a washer and dryer since 1997, when I moved into this home. Every once in a while, I take a few rugs or large blankets/quilts to the laundry mat.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets