We will look at the children with questions in their eyes We will have to explain how some were genuinely surprised At the uproar and political sell outs who cared more for money than people
By Cadma6 months ago in Poets
The sky hangs heavy, white with glare, The sun a fire no shade can spare. Each breath I take feels thick and slow, The earth beneath begins to glow.
By Amelia6 months ago in Poets
Forget the way back once you've crossed the seam. Your name will fade where silence softly clings. You won't be sure you're awake or in a dream.
By Carolina Borges6 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my fifty-fifth piece, a villanelle, inspired by Angie's wonderful work. See Angie's work on Facebook here.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 6 months ago in Poets
There are nights you don’t talk about— The ones where sleep feels like betrayal. When silence screams in forgotten tones,
By Umar Amin6 months ago in Poets
By Nadeem Shah I. The Wind Remembers The wind does not forget It gathers our yesterdays And scatters them gently across the pines—
By Nadeem Shah 6 months ago in Poets
I saw the lights and they did glow City streets where we abode I walked a path no one did know Suburban blights were no less slow
By Amos Glade6 months ago in Poets
Introduction I saw the startlingly excellent painting shared on Facebook by The Reiki Cat Lady here: This led me to the artists page which you can find here:
Just because my cover is weathered and torn And my pages are a little worn Don’t look at me and scorn For I’ve been a thousand places
By Atomic Historian6 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my fifty-third piece inspired by Angie's work, and we are almost ready to release our co-created book.
An untethered soul strolls through the wind No end Nowhere to begin Sinking and swimming with the tide Finding any place that will abide their vibe
In a meadow kissed by morning light, A blossom stands in silent might, Its petals brushed with amethyst hue, Cradling gold in drops of dew.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Poets
