Ode

Blood Moon Rising
Alas, the sign rises in yonder sky When Light wanes and Darkness blooms When shadow dances upon the moon on high And her crimson tiding looms
By Ian Read6 months ago in Poets
How to Disappear
First, forget the time of day, let seconds softly slip away. Unhook the moon, unmake the sun— convince your heart the race is done.
By Annie Edwards 6 months ago in Poets
Remembering the Fruit Trees
It was humble childhood, a rural India kid with limited privileges, but we had a big backyard an opulent orchard. Guava, mango, custard apple,
By Seema Patel6 months ago in Poets
Too gentle to notice
Step 1. Wake before the birds. Forget your name for seven breaths. Let the silence between them shape your outline. Step 2. Leave your phone on the nightstand.
By Cadma6 months ago in Poets
Whispers of the Forgotten Wind
By Nadeem Shah I. The Wind Remembers The wind does not forget It gathers our yesterdays And scatters them gently across the pines—
By Nadeem Shah 6 months ago in Poets
Pure Love
Twelve thousand rays Passed through me Words of engulfing white light Purity dripping from Your wit-sharpened knife 🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨
By K.B. Silver 6 months ago in Poets
Blink in Time. Content Warning.
This was created today after working on another video that went south for a while. I thought about my tooth pain and the wealthy and their sadistic grins as they stomped on the ants, and all I gain is tooth pain. It is commentary written from my tooth pain brain of dreams of extreme pain and extreme society pain of grief, power, greed, destruction, and fucking rainbows. We will rise. Ants build colonies to the top of the highest building in Manhattan throwing over the few elite white small, tooled patriarchy men.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 6 months ago in Poets
"Obituaries"
Obituaries 03/02/2024 Dwayne Sagamore, 33, was declared dead yesterday, after being flattened by a steamroller. Sagamore, a purported time-traveler, had vanished from the time-space continuum precisely 20 minutes prior, according to his grotesque, walleyed lab assistant. Authorities concluded that Sagamore had overlooked Leap Day, confounding his Flux Capacitor. Upon reappearing, 24 hours passed his ETA, the construction site, which Sagamore had used as a staging site for his experiment, had reopened for business.
By Chris Z6 months ago in Poets
Number Twenties... Who Remembered
A little brother with... was constant annoyance for sports— with basketball and with baseball stick. But it's time to pick my jersey number, a voice in my head said: Sick!
By K.A. Smith6 months ago in Poets
First Prompt
Hey friends! Welcome to my first prompt. I’m lucky that I am a photographer and can pull images from my phone camera reel that can pass as something charming to accompany my little poems.
By Aspen Marie 6 months ago in Poets
Age of Hermes
When you clasp hands with another and say, "Thank you, talk soon," I am there. I am the god of making it happen. Letters, data cables, messaging.
By Ian Lund6 months ago in Poets
Ode to the Organ I Didn’t Know I Needed
I used to live wild, Drenched fries in oil, Ate cheese like oxygen, Let butter boil. Never thought twice About pizza or cream,
By The Arlee6 months ago in Poets