Senryu

No Money in Art
Don’t believe these heartless thieves And the lies they sell There’s no money in art If that’s true Why do all they seek to control all we do
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
June
Eternally nocturnal Diving through wormhole after wormhole Fragile fraternal bonds Of an era long gone I’d rather stay low
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
Asteroid 2024 YR4
Fire tears the sky Stone breath from the silent void Earth holds its last breath ~~~ Author’s Notes: Asteroid 2024 YR4 was first detected on 27 December, 2024 by the ATLAS-CHL survey in Chile. Its size is approximately 40 to 90 metres in diametre. Early calculations suggested a 3.1% chance of impacting Earth on 22 December, 2032, marking it as one of the highest-risk asteroids ever identified. However, subseqent observations have effectively ruled out the possibility of a 2032 impact, deducing the probability to near zero.
By Susan Fourtané 7 months ago in Poets
The Research
Most of the alleged "Deep dives" are actually Laughably shallow
By D. J. Reddall7 months ago in Poets
Sealed Envelope
This is for Vocal's I Didn't Say That Out Loud Challenge When voices fail, paper remembers. 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌💌 💌 💌
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin7 months ago in Poets
The Silence Beneath Her Smile
In the heart of a quiet little town, Lived a girl who never wore a frown. Her eyes sparkled like summer skies, But no one knew they masked her cries.
By TrueVocal7 months ago in Poets
Hope Sown
She waltzes in and Steals the show, all colorful But yet quite dainty 🌻 All the while quietly Insinuating herself With a peaceful flair
By Mother Combs8 months ago in Poets
Apotropaic
An apotropaic prosaic mosaic Founding member of Melancholics Synonymous Happiness taunts us As our ego haunts us A dauntless existence of seeing all and none at once
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
Eyedrops
Memories of you Soothe the heart, dampen lashes. Eyedrops for the soul.
By Cathy holmes8 months ago in Poets
Journey-2
A journey without pain Is a journey without growth No reward for the champion No pride in survival If all is trifle How many times can one be made anew
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
FWB
What would it look like If the state behaved like a Friend, not a parent
By D. J. Reddall8 months ago in Poets
The Present Past
The pain you have felt Crowns the joy you feel now With lustrous laughter
By D. J. Reddall8 months ago in Poets