The languid breeze tunes the trees, rustling their emerald leaves, their limbs whispering ancient lullabies to the bees
By Ellie Hoovs7 months ago in Poets
I can’t tell you how much I miss those Saturdays— dragging myself out of bed, grumbling that I’d rather stay home. I’d give anything now
By Annie Edwards 7 months ago in Poets
Scrolling, scrolling, down, down, down Through the death spiral of society Trying to wake up Wanting to make up for time lost
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
I try to fall asleep and I listen to my breathe. My breathe. My breathe. My breathebra - My breathebra - To the thump thump.
By Amos Glade7 months ago in Poets
As someone who's lost their ability to enjoy, essentially anything... I don't need to be told twice‐ about how trivial, is the chase of happiness
By Josh Morgan7 months ago in Poets
They keep blurring the lines between what's yours and what's mine to keep us distracted from their taking, iron-clad divides,
Saved by the Bells It came on slow, that Monday sound, a clang, a call from chapel ground. I wasn’t looking for a sign, but still it cut through fate and time.
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
When Sorry Isn’t Nearly Enough I held your name too soft to speak, as if the wind might overhear, a whisper stitched with all I broke,
Born to Be Neglected Born with no welcome no reaching arms no lullaby breath no safety alarms just silence thicker than sleep at dawn
The Ghostly Light That Shines in the Night It flares without warning, from nowhere at all, a spin of wild colour that dares you to fall.
July's sun lingers in the cobalt sky, caught mid-sentence, slipping golden syllables onto the lake's reflective, glassy, skin,
Light Up the Sky Not every fire is joy, you know some burn slow in silence names we carry, names we’ve lost etched in folded absence
