I used to think gathering was only about holding on— hands full, pockets stretched, heart tired from the weight of what I refused to release.
By Marcus Hill3 months ago in Poets
Tap. Tap. Tap. Craaaaaaack! Hear that? That's the sound of a shell shattering with the secrets it held inside. Primary color of fear, what say you of what you find here?
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 months ago in Poets
A burden, annoyance, worthless, and embarrassing. The words, the looks, the treatment, the feeling… The poison merged with my soul deeply and thoroughly.
By Marysol Ramos3 months ago in Poets
I write you in the shade the mirror saves for after-hours— The color stores call cherry, the kind my mouth calls courage.
By Milan Milic3 months ago in Poets
I gather you walking down the hall, your hands reaching for doors that have moved. I gather your voice calling names that do not belong to me,
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
A villanelle by Eliara Rae Silence never pays where words should flow For you no longer yearn for me like I do you, Yet I ache for those days long ago.
By Eliara Rae3 months ago in Poets
There is a heart the city keeps in the basement. It does not wear a stethoscope. It hums through manhole lids and sighs out of vents,
Focus changed Mind too busy daydreaming Here and in lala land Everyday About him A guy who will never love me A dangerous place to be
By L.I.E3 months ago in Poets
How Do I Get Top Story Please? I pour my heart out, line after line, hoping one day Vocal will look my way and finally say
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
“Appreciate what you have before time makes you appreciate what you had.” I always think of someone I loved who has left us
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 months ago in Poets
“Never stop being a good person, because of bad people.” Your kindness is a shining beacon in a world which is not always kind.
“You don’t have to be great to start. But you have to start to be great.” It can be frightening to start on a new ‘adventure’ in our lives,
