Egyptian Lovers They met by the Nile, water flowing like a secret hands brushing over the reeds, eyes catching sun and shadow.
By Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
When things stand still, do you, like me, question what happens with the unfinished? Where does it go, and where does it all end up if it isn't boxed away, preserved like remnants of history?
By angela 4 months ago in Poets
Autumn Winds Wind tears through the trees Robins stitch the fiery leaves Autumn storms in gold
Autumn Breathes Golden leaves descend Robins hum a gentle tune Autumn breathes softly
can you hear the sound? echoes, proudly parting ways in sweet exodus
By Lamar Wiggins4 months ago in Poets
Red confetti beneath my feet, Golden rays of light caress my face, Love is the kindest action.
By Carol Ann Townend4 months ago in Poets
dawn smokes cold wood and sporocarp—as leaves shed, i feel the forest sigh
By Kristen Balyeat4 months ago in Poets
wilting colors caught in terminal descent—keen eyes trace fitful paths
curled edges lay wait, teasing out joy—we play—shared reciprocity
Colour Me In The sky waits for my brush, grey clouds folding into my hands, I reach for red, blue, yellow, to drench the world in possibility.
Please put down that guitar! Stop playing those catchy tunes, You're only young, And it's forbidden to attract us older ones,
gold flows to umber. sough sings release. the trees let go. thank you, teacher.
