Gratitude

When My World Was Dark. Runner-Up in Lantern Light Challenge.
I remember your heart, the way it glowed when you shared it with me. I was drawn to you, the way insects flock to light,
By Daniel K3 months ago in Poets
Lantern In You Soothes and Supports
Light from your heart enfolds me in a vivid golden glow, an amber love tendril encircling me. My lantern. Arms, hands, shoulders lift me, cover and comfort me, wooing me from my pain, I
By Andrea Corwin 3 months ago in Poets
Borrowed Dawn
Borrowed Dawn I woke before the clocks remembered how to count— the dark still warm from sleep, The birds are not yet convinced of morning.
By Milan Milic3 months ago in Poets
A Poem/Prayer
I do not know what or who you are, but I know that you Are. * That knowledge is hard won of my own accord. * (Sometimes I like to take
By David Muñoz3 months ago in Poets
Beautiful People
Beautiful people Removed from their land By God’s hand They were forced on to someone else’s land They took their stand
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Stairway to Nowhere
Stairway to Nowhere Behind the wall a whisper moves. It hides a stairway I was never meant to find. I stand for a moment,
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
I Texted My Future Partner for a Week: What I Learned About Real Love
Monday I saved your number as Someday. Typed “hi” and backspaced it into weather. Sent a photo of my sink—two bowls, one clean.
By Milan Milic3 months ago in Poets
The Lantern Year
This year was like ice cracking under your feet— It was thin in the places that I thought were solid. The sky was bruised, and the mornings were gray as ash.
By Dylan Deckard3 months ago in Poets
Do you ever wonder if a love that hurts can still be a path to a better you?
The pain of a wrong love can feel overwhelming, robbing you of your courage and faith. You're terrified, unsure how long this agony will last or how much strength you have left to endure it.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 months ago in Poets
Where the Sun Sleeps
Where the Sun Sleeps There is a place where the sun sleeps. Behind a field of wild heather and rain. I go there when the world feels too loud,
By Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
Segments of Fruit
A fruit peeled perfectly in one single Cascading Spiral Leaving six segments of fruit Gripped together Milky shroud
By Amos Glade4 months ago in Poets
Motorcycle Ride
It was cold today Too cold to ride, I say We had a few days freeze I was not out in that breeze My low is 50 degrees
By Denise E Lindquist4 months ago in Poets