The Weight of Peace Peace is heavier than war. It asks for honesty, not victory. It makes you sit with yourself, and listen to the echoes you made.
By Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
Like a moth to a flame, I am attracted to sin... even knowing that it will bring me to such an ugly end. For the wages of such, is only death‐
By Josh Morgan4 months ago in Poets
High as a Kite You make me fly so high, but not in the way sunlight lifts a bird. No, you send me spinning through storms,
When Love Learns to Breathe Love is not a fire, it is a quiet air. It fills the spaces between our ribs. It hums beneath our sleep,
The Jigsaw Poem I found your words in crooked lines, pieces scattered in the dark. Some edges fit, some truths declined,
Tension grows, tongue flicks, Muscles tense - await the strike No response, too late. ====/====
By Calvin London4 months ago in Poets
Red Hair, Dark Heart Her hair a riot, fierce and free, a wildfire turned to thread. She breathes in smoke, exhales the stars,
Where Is the Safest Place in the World to Escape Nuclear War, and Can Anyone Survive It There is a question buried in every restless heart,
Spirit in the Dark Night falls heavy, folding the world in its trembling hands. I walk in the woods yet no moon watches,
The Lantern’s Glow The night arrives with gentle hands, It hums beneath the pumpkin light, The streets are stitched with laughter’s thread,
The Jigsaw Files In folders marked with fading dates, I store the ghosts of us. Laughter in compressed escapes, grief zipped in quiet trust.
The Road and the Child The road bends softly through the dusk, A golden line through purple dreams, The child walks slow, her shadow thin,
