People in Glass Houses People in glass houses, living shattered lives, they smile through thin reflections, pretending truth survives.
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Wondering why for some reason of my work gets hardly any reading? (Note: It just seems that I read and comment on all my many notifications, but hardly any reads and comments on my work.)
By Mark Graham6 months ago in Poets
Smashing Glass It wasn’t rage that did it just something sharp and clear a need to hear the silence shatter close and near
I am tired, but I don’t want to sleep— not now, not when the day still hums with the soft throb of possibility, not when I have just started to feel the rhythm of progress,
By Maria Kalafatis6 months ago in Poets
An untethered soul strolls through the wind No end Nowhere to begin Sinking and swimming with the tide Finding any place that will abide their vibe
By Atomic Historian6 months ago in Poets
Olivine In the emerald of the evening I was devised in the celestial ether, within a shooting star, viridescent blood,
By Ellie Hoovs6 months ago in Poets
The Giraffe, the Horse and the Falcon The giraffe stood still at the edge of dust tall and quiet, built on trust he saw too far, moved too slow
Secrets of the Cupid’s Dream He never flew, not once, he walked, through dusk-lit rooms where no one talked, with arrowheads dipped not in gold,
Just Water, and a Place to Hide Tadpoles stir in the puddled shade, slipping through weed like a whisper made, black commas wriggling, bold and small,
They Came Without Sound They came without sound not a hum, not a flare, just nothing no fire in the sky no message in light
Twin Showers on the 29th of July 2025 The night of July twenty-nine begins the show no noise, no fuss, just sky on fire two showers cross the dark
The Dog Who Wanted to Be a Man He stole my husband’s walking shoes Then sat to watch the morning news. He barked when someone spilled their tea
