--- - --- (that's the sound I long to hear) --- - --- (every once in a while, at least) --- - --- (the sound of little to nothing)
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Poets
you thought divorce would get rid of me...you can’t hide I know where you sleep
By Lamar Wiggins4 months ago in Poets
My mind is an ocean unpredictable and violent at times Waves crash into me, knocking me off balance. I am weightless and at the mercy of the ocean.
By David Williams4 months ago in Poets
The Spirit Who Asked Us to Lie A mythic film-poem by Vicki, with Echo, and Sweetie sailing toward the Isle of Outstages Café.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 4 months ago in Poets
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 Milic4 months ago in Poets
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 Muñoz4 months ago in Poets
I Close My Eyes My eyes are curtains. I close them to keep you out. You are in my thoughts like smoke, a slow poison, curling around my mind.
By Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
fumbling through darkness calloused grappling threads of karmic weaves pulling shreds to find dead ends circling loops
By Kristen Balyeat4 months ago in Poets
Horrifying, horrific, howling, historic, hoary, high-spirited, heathens, hallucinations, harbinger, Halloween!
By Mark Graham4 months ago in Poets
Static Between Us We speak in snow— not the kind that falls, but the kind that hisses on a midnight screen. Your voice arrives grainy,
I feel Hot My skin begins to vibrate My chest thumps and heaves with heavy breath sweat pools in my palms as my throat dries
By Simon George4 months ago in Poets
Paper-Thin Thunder The storm arrives not with fists, but with envelopes— thin, trembling, addressed to every quiet room inside me.
