Ballad
October Breakwater
October is a breakwater you step onto, slick stone and salt breath rising from the Atlantic’s throat. The air tastes like cold pine and the ghosts of summer bonfires. The tide pulls back, revealing the long ribs of the sandbar— a road the ocean only allows for part of the day.
By Syl De'Vila day ago in Poets
Pumpkin Space
Note: Satire? KD How I long to be a part of it; That shift in the season; Leaves leaving me wistful and ready For the good days of rain cooling out From the summer’s heavy hand. I can sense in a barista’s smile The need to shift from my old orders. There are always the options: Milk, syrup, potions and sensations Of spice and incurious men. My cup brimmeth under my glare; So much cream and orange magic. I feel like I deserve to try it again Just for this season; just for the mood As I enter a world of that crucial gourd.
By Kendall Defoe 10 days ago in Poets
An Aeolian Harp
Introduction A line inspired this in the Tony Wilson book "Twenty Four Hour Party People" While Tony Wilson was sometimes mad and way out, he was also an intellectual, and either I didn't know or had forgotten the story of the Aeolian Harp. Don't you think Aeolian is a strange and beautiful word?
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 14 days ago in Poets
Should I Depart Early. Top Story - September 2026.
Should I Depart Early, please do not fret For almost a certainty I’m home, tucked in bed Should you search there and find me gone It’s fair to say I rose again And walked along Off to the garden Off a beaten path Follow me Toward the endless sea Should I depart early Seek a quiet place Like a stone So merrily do we roll Unsettled in our grace I likely took time To reflect on these rhymes A simple moment Fleeting, unfamiliar In these vapid times. Should I depart early Think of it not in terror We so often find silence harrowing Instead take heed And mire in its pleasure Should I depart early I might have flown away, But don't be weary We’ll find each other Some other day
By Matthew J. Fromm16 days ago in Poets
