The golden dewdrop mirrors sunlight. Soon to be evaporated.
By PK ColleranV+4 years ago in Poets
Here you are, my friend Take a seat upon this bench Tell me how it ends.
By Luke Foster4 years ago in Poets
Pulse, aligned with a feeling, seconds quicken or slow, to follow love.
By Rich R.4 years ago in Poets
With the jellyfish is where they'll find my last words. Lost— turned to sea foam.
By R.C. TaylorV+4 years ago in Poets
my amygdala a frost-glass jar, loose-lidded, leaks unwittingly
By MorganaV+4 years ago in Poets
The pine is leaning How long has it grown this way? Giving shape to wind.
By Liz Sinclair4 years ago in Poets
Remember that time moves like the water in March Slow, then all at once
By Molly Stahl4 years ago in Poets
spindly limbs tapping moonlight morse at my window the past wants to talk -ca
By CA4 years ago in Poets
Through all time and space I'd cross through to see your face To miss you no more
By Jason MortonV+4 years ago in Poets
Days feel like seasons the acorn of missing you made an oak of me
By Daniel KV+4 years ago in Poets