Faith with Splinters My faith was once a glass display—no questions, dusted clean, A polished shelf of easy words in stained-glass reds and green.
By Milan Milic2 months ago in Poets
Sleepless Orchard The trees keep all their lanterns lit long after moonrise breaks. Each apple is like an amber eye that never quite forsakes.
Pocketful of North I used to be a weather-vane for everybody’s storm. Spun by every passing wind, by every shifting form.
To my dearest glowing rock, The sun has hidden and you soar in his place Watching over his dreaming flock A white radiance from your face
By Tales from a Madman2 months ago in Poets
Apogee - The farthest reach of the moon's orbit. Dear Moon, How does it feel to spend your life chasing after the Sun?
By Aura Starling2 months ago in Poets
Great protector of the elves, I thank thee. Ye lady of the ancient nighttime light that guided us From the times of darkness eternal into the time of light.
By Callum Summers2 months ago in Poets
The Long Spelling of Us We started as a scribbled note on crumpled notebook lines. Two letters trading glances in a forest full of signs.
I wonder, oh how I wonder — not about your ability or your presence, though in truth, they do elicit reverence and admiration.
By Paul Stewart2 months ago in Poets
The sky thins out to porcelain and lead. Streetlights bloom early, halos soft and red. A hush drops low between the telephone wires.
We share one blood. We share one mind. We share one soul. We share one spirit. The backbone. The bones that keep us together and make us whole.
By Teguan Harris2 months ago in Poets
Unmasked by Rain The storm came down the narrow street, soft-footed, oddly sweet; It tapped on every shuttered thought and pooled around my feet.
In shadowed halls where heroines falter and flee, I pledge my heart to the queen of the night Her venomous charm spreads beautifully
By Clyde E. Dawkins2 months ago in Poets
