Ode

A LifeTime Event.
When we think of funerals, we think of an event that lasts for one day. We think of the funeral homes, the crying, the caskets, the photos, and the memories shared.
By April Kirby.3 months ago in Poets
Many Waters
This poem recounts the true story of my encounter with God at the age of seven. This is my first time writing about it. Not everyone will believe it, and that's okay. If it hadn't happened to me, I might not believe it either. But I will never forget the sound of that voice... or the way it changed my life forever. —Sonya Daniela Fisichella aka "Mezmur"
By Mezmur3 months ago in Poets
Normal
I want to feel normal again Not to go back where we began But the ephemeral euphoric place between The then and now The only question is
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Spirit Messengers of Earth and Sky
This is the time to call the spirit messengers to breathe peace into our universe of division and chaos in 2025. In Choctaw culture, birds, especially the Biskinik (often identified with the blue jay), are sacred messengers, symbols of communication, and bearers of spiritual news. They connect the earthly and spiritual realms, guiding and warning with their presence.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 months ago in Poets
Inception
I never meant to write poems, I’m just tracing my own experience and somehow it reads like a poem I don’t try to be a poet
By Quinn Holm3 months ago in Poets
The Heart's Pilgrimage in the Realm of Light
The sun it shines with hope, joy, warmth, and rebirth. Its rays do radiate and allow us to bask in love, not love of one another, or the other, and the other,
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Poets
The Number Zoo. AI-Generated.
Welcome to the zoo, step right in! Let our happy counting begin! 1 hairy bear, waving its paw, 2 tall giraffes, that we saw!
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
Ode to Hibiscus
So pretty in red but lasting only one day hibiscus fell off. *** It gave me three buds, Each flowered just for one day,
By Lana V Lynx3 months ago in Poets
The Original Idea
the Original idea slips away elusive as an innocent mind. a momentary Epiphany, a spot of light among the dark that lives for an instant
By Penina Pohl3 months ago in Poets
Tracking Marimba
Autumn is an earth-based Broadway. I enjoy the show: bronze, crimson, golden-trimmed trees- captivating backdrops with many a fine actor, singer, dancer, entertaining me. Apple orchard pickings, red stripes, blush, yellow-green- Fuji, Gala, Honeycrisp, Golden Delicious- I eat it all up. Romping squirrels, spiraling leaves, wind-scattered chestnuts, weather shifts, pumpkin patch surprises-- jackolantern galleries in intermingling oranges- they all meet my heartfelt applause.
By Alpha Man3 months ago in Poets
2 Different
We don’t live in the same America. There’s the one they built on paper, and the one we built out of survival. Theirs has inheritance,
By Cadma3 months ago in Poets
France, 1914
Where the songbirds fly low and the wildflowers grow, there's a peace that echoes through the land. Trees of pretty patterns, blossoms fall in spring, grass never was so green though the nettles, vipers, sting.
By Mel ECW3 months ago in Poets