Sonnet

Breath: A Series of Sonnets
The following sonnets form a small series on breath — the most ordinary, involuntary act, yet also the most profound. Breath is how life begins and how it ends. Breath is love's music: nervous inhales before professions and confessions., the lingering echo of loss. And breath is identity: the struggle to draw air in a body that feels foreign, and the liberation of exhaling truth in one's own voice.
By Hannah Hess4 months ago in Poets
Sonnet 3: Of Breath and Identity
Breathe in, breathe out—pretend they cannot see, This body built for someone else’s claim; Short hair, powder shaped masculinity,
By Hannah Hess4 months ago in Poets
Of Lingering Echoes
The summer fields still breathe your name in light, their grasses hum with laughter long since gone; I walk their paths and feel the day ignite,
By Donna L. Roberts, PhD (Psych Pstuff)4 months ago in Poets
of what remains
I find you in the corner of a song, a half-forgotten chorus, soft and low. It pulls me back to nights when we belonged,
By Donna L. Roberts, PhD (Psych Pstuff)4 months ago in Poets
of candle and smoke and you
i held a flame that shimmered through the night, its gentle glow revealed your tender face; yet every spark was shadow’s slow delight,
By Donna L. Roberts, PhD (Psych Pstuff)4 months ago in Poets
Reluctant Love
Your laughter veils the shadow in its glow A storm concealed, yet pulsing in the deep I chase the warmth, that colder winds forgo
By Thadeus 4 months ago in Poets
Cracked Clay
Our house is Hades, where the dead wade in; We sit for stale communion, sour with doubt; Drink hollow wine, a vinegar of sin;
By Pixel Floyd4 months ago in Poets
Creation's Fall
The light burst forth ahead Revealing empty time and space Spoken into the world what was said All of creation perfected in its place
By Sarah Danaher4 months ago in Poets
Tea and Honey
The halo of my golden years Brings honeyed tea and hope, cookies glimmering with heart. "Shine your life with love — be yourself," she says,
By C C Farley4 months ago in Poets
Love's Way
Lights like a fire, burning brightly It’s the fun of an exciting flight Bursting forth into the flames of delight My heart skips a beat and flutters quickly
By Sarah Danaher4 months ago in Poets
The Idiot House
The idiot house is mad, it spins, it claws, its chicken legs tramp rust and splintered bone. The wheel keeps turning, careless of all laws,
By Iris Obscura4 months ago in Poets
I meant it when I said forever.
I've lost sleep over you, even my mind the world keeps spinning, I wish it would still I scan each room, your face I never find
By Daniel K4 months ago in Poets