Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Ice Valley (painting byMarie381Uk) A quiet place, so cold, so still, Hiding deep behind the hill. Shining blue, like frozen sky,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
I gaze ahead at light flickers water draws breath my feet root The walls m e l t forming gothic wax piles at my ankles-
By Michele Nampalli9 months ago in Poets
Mastermind I finaly understood //thanks to all my sensei 🤭//the nutcracker, merigold, merry-go-round seats Genius mind abyss
By Diana9 months ago in Poets
The Department of Necessity states: ~ you shall surrender your temple for his physical release. ~ You shall accept his specious logic
By Caitlin Charlton9 months ago in Poets
. Dear everyone, everywhere . Loneliness is not that bad Friendship is only an optional entertainment, it is not needed
By Ross E Fortune Lombardi9 months ago in Poets
1000 fps . Artist Canvas Observe . Golden-ocher-grey smeared all above. Ridge center Submerged In sea and sky. Before, before….before…
Just a Rose in a Field of Poppies I bloomed where no one thought I might, Among the poppies, bold and bright. They danced in scarlet, wild and free,
“Hey let me know when you get home” “I’m home.” “Are you safe?” “It’s 2 am and it’s dark out be careful of unmarked cars”
By Cadma9 months ago in Poets
Cell push and pull drumEardrum Osmosis ridgeBody’s truth membrane
They found each other in a quiet chapter of life. Not at the beginning, not at the end— but somewhere in between, where expectations had softened
By Zidane9 months ago in Poets
There is no Love the power of being is . There is no life but dream is living . There is no substance just spirit
Twenty years since the second time I packed my life into a rucksack and taught my heart how to beat quieter. The first war took my innocence—
By Edward Val9 months ago in Poets
