the stars mark the way lighted stepping stones holding secrets still unknown
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
what we are meant for is separated only by a fragile veil
Wings cut through the sky, Currents of the wind they ride, Freedom glides with them.
By Anna about a year ago in Poets
Too hot to be still She explodes across the sky And we whisper, awe
A delicate dance as a single feather falls In nature’s ballet
Not a star in sight A blank sky greets teary eyes Empty like my heart
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
The Last Goodbye In the stillness of the night, A whisper soft, a fading light, Your voice, it lingers in the air, A final word, a silent prayer.
By Sazeeb Chowduryabout a year ago in Poets
Sonnet I: The First Glance Upon the meadow’s edge, where blooms are bright, I first did see thee, radiant as dawn, Thy gaze did weave a spell of pure delight, And in that moment, all my doubts were gone.
Echoes of an Empty Room In the hollow chambers of my mind, Echoes of whispers, once so kind, Now linger like a fading song, In the silence where you belong.
---===--- O Glorious Rays! Thine Melanoma Missiles Fusions Coyish Kiss ---===--- Authors Note: Inspired by the merciless oppression of the sun upon my dainty ghostlike form while on vacation. Remember to wear sunscreen when facing our progenitor and nemesis the sun.
By Addison Mabout a year ago in Poets
sparkling sky diamonds mother nature's parting gift marks winter's farewell
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
Though you brew sun tea— catch me northern lights (I keep) chasing phasing moons. * —Gina C. 🧚🏻♀️✨
By Gina C.about a year ago in Poets
