Ekphrastic

Unbreakable
You thought your model was unbreakable But little did you know How much one person can endure in one year Once in a lifetime events
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Selene Eileithyia
Every shadow is a stygian field Concealing our sins from a judging eye Leering Helios scorns weakness, revealed Insipid are our antics from on high
By D. J. Reddall3 years ago in Poets
Blind Rage
Tending my flock was I, some years ago When a ship appeared, with strange men aboard One man led the lot, and I wished to know
By D. J. Reddall3 years ago in Poets
The Best Pet!
I want a pet!And I want it now! Well, what do you want? I dunno…But I sure don’t want a cow!! Why not? A tiny calf is so cute to pat…
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶3 years ago in Poets
The magic and beauty of spring. Content Warning.
In the realm of angst, where shadows abide, I shall speak of spring, a season to confide. For even in nature's grandest display,
By John Biz243 years ago in Poets
Eternal Rehearsal
Make art of the preparation of art Turn a rehearsal to a performance Of line and pigment make a living heart Ignore grim time’s obstinate remonstrance
By D. J. Reddall3 years ago in Poets
A Shadow of You.... Top Story - April 2024.
Once upon a lifetime ago… You were beautiful, young, welcoming… Each moment spent with you… a priceless treasure. *** Rich aromas of roast pork and veggies wafted through the kitchen...
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶3 years ago in Poets
Work Time
It’s all becoming clearer It’s all smoke and mirrors As everything draws nearer We pretend to do the right thing But life’s queerer than it seems
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Wilderness
They think I’m always on the hunt Always on the prowl But usually I’m just sitting here Thinking Pondering in this wilderness I call my brain
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
The End
Welcome to the end Of the grand experiment Dying in a whimper Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Moorish
They called us Moorish But in a rush they painted us white So they could stop the fight So we can join their campaign To make the world more right
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Lethal Luxury
"In a banqueting-room with a reversible ceiling he once buried his guests in violets and other flowers, so that some were actually smothered to death, being unable to crawl out to the top." -- Scriptores Historiae Augustae, “The Life of Elagabalus,” in Historia Augusta
By D. J. Reddall3 years ago in Poets