Ekphrastic

A Glimpse of Miles
New York feels a little emptier without him around. Looking at this photo–Miles, his squint like worn leather, his fingers holding grace like something fragile and rare– it reminds you of something you just don’t see anymore. And the rest of us– we're left wondering: Who was driving that truck? And all we can do is sigh: Death sure knows how to steal the best stuff when your'e not looking.
By The Learning Ledgerabout a year ago in Poets
The Seed of Kindness
The earth lies parched beneath the sun, A silent plea for what is gone. I seek of God, what makes us blind To simple acts of being kind?
By Aima Charleabout a year ago in Poets
The Weaver's Prayer
The city sleeps beneath the haze, Lost in a labyrinthine maze. I pray to God, what makes us stray, From paths where love lights up the way?
By Aima Charleabout a year ago in Poets
Whispers of Hope
The wind sighs low through broken panes, A melody of lingering pains. I ask you, God, what fuels the fight, And keeps the world in endless night?
By Aima Charleabout a year ago in Poets
The Spirit's Song
I hear the whispers of the breeze, A gentle rhythm, meant to please. I wonder, God, when strife will fade, And harmony will be remade.
By Aima Charleabout a year ago in Poets
A Prayer for Dawn
I feel the stillness of the air, A silent whisper, soft and rare. I question, God, what holds us back, From pathways leading to the track
By Aima Charleabout a year ago in Poets
Echoes of Tomorrow
The air is thick with unsaid words, A symphony of restless herds. I wonder, God, why peace delays, Through shadowed nights and sunlit days.
By Aima Charleabout a year ago in Poets
The Freed Consciousness
My mind wears a collar, but the leash lies loose behind. They tried to straighten my spine— mold it into silence, teach it a foreign grammar of obedience.
By Olivia Chastityabout a year ago in Poets
APES
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By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Sweet Dream
**Sweet Dream** A hush descends, the stars lean low, As moonlight spills a silver glow. The nightbird hums a lullaby, While wishes sail across the sky.
By MST REHANAabout a year ago in Poets
Saidnamyzo
We look down on ye from the shoulders of gods For we have vanquished the usurpers that have kept mankind in chains for two thousand years
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Whispers of Fantasy
**Whispers of Fantasy** In twilight’s hush where dreams ignite, Beyond the veil of fading light, There lies a land not carved by time—
By MST REHANAabout a year ago in Poets