Introduction This is my seventy-seventh piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's inspirational artwork. I love the beautiful autumnal colours in this work.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
Should we have stayed? could we have fought? Or is this land condemned, foredoomed? So broken, can we be restored? * Scattered away, apart, abroad,
By Andrei Z.3 months ago in Poets
I am tired in ways the sun can never warm, bones humming like streetlights that never turn off. They call it resilience and strength
By Cadma3 months ago in Poets
The good boy in view Will never see behind the mirth and honey mask the oceans colliding, He'll never know such rue The lament he'll never know of the one who can't choose
By Ava D. 3 months ago in Poets
Was I the dream you watched fade away? Dreams we painted in twilight, left untouched and overdue. Or was it you whose heart could not remain?
By Dean Hodsfry3 months ago in Poets
The shadow at my shoulder will not fade, Its hollow eyes that watch me in the night. I scream against the bargain that we've made.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
The walls are breathing with my scattered mind, I count the cracks, then count them all again. The door is locked, but only from inside.
In ruffled collar, turned against the light, A poet gazes toward what lies beyond, The man who gave the villanelle its flight.
The years go forward, but the past remains, A burden that settles deeper as we age. Time offers distance, not release from chains.
I speak in rhymes and mysteries Because that’s how I think My brain shittles riddles because it titillates my neurons It is how I do my best to get along in this world
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Once I had it all But it somehow got away I didn’t make that call It was a happy fall A year ago today Once I had it all
By Raine Fielder3 months ago in Poets
The words are written, but the page stays sealed, And silence keeps what speaking might have saved. I keep the truth that never was revealed.
