"I was once known as Love - a name all too brief," Spoke this strange shrouded waif, on a westbound train - "Losing my hearth, I am turned a thing called Grief."
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a month ago in Poets
If you open your mouth, I’ve heard it goes faster Will these deep, liquid breaths fill a deep, fuzzy sleep? You said the ideation’s too much to master—
By Mackenzie Davisabout a month ago in Poets
Without our fire, I'd omit my own name. I cannot accept their tombstone chair. I refuse to be stone or forget our old flame.
By A. S. Lawrenceabout a month ago in Poets
the first bite is heaven, enticing the ego mutating the self with a plastic crown how does one deal when truth is zero? .
By Lamar Wigginsabout a month ago in Poets
I will never cease to plead For you to take another way. Why do you never heed? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Could you not just let me lead?
By Sonia Heidi Unruhabout a month ago in Poets
I wish that I had gone along with you And crossed the river, red with evening light. (I could have saved you if I’d been there too.)
By Jessica Dowdingabout a month ago in Poets
I miss the longing of your touch like a thirst I miss the deepness of your voice on my lips during passion I need the heat of your skin on my body like a hunger
By Tabitha Hinkleyabout a month ago in Poets
Pining Season: A Villanelle Alone at night, I wake & reach for you. Whate’er shall I do if you don’t want me? A too brief kiss, you burned before you flew.
By Rebbekah Vega Romeroabout a month ago in Poets
My family has a boat upon the lake I’m sure they mean me no harm nor ill will. See how the water becomes a moonwake.
Echo for Narcissus: A Villanelle Can love be wrong that sets your soul alight? Pale reflection froze you in the mirror:
From time to time I see the dream of dreams: Dream gifts me with a child that won’t be mine. From time to time, or only so it seems.
By Salomé Saffiriabout a month ago in Poets
Tip-toe, tip-toe, sleepwalking through the fire The touch I know well, flame’s sweet caress “Wake up!” She cries, draped across the pyre
By DB Maddoxabout a month ago in Poets
