Ekphrastic

Ekphrastic 9
Why is his chariot so long in coming? She asks as she looks through the lattice And I almost say to her, my peg perforated his pterion
By Wen Xiaosheng2 years ago in Poets
Love Poem to a Bipolar Self
I am fixed to this spot, magnifying glass in hand. I have taken inventory of myself and now point the lens to the center of my chest, a slight angle toward the sun. I hold it long enough; a small dot forms, an irritation growing. It feels particular and significant until my eyes relax and the dot bleeds into the reds of my skin.
By kp2 years ago in Poets
A Complete Beginner’s Guide: How to Earn From Technical Writing
Introduction Technical writing is a highly sought-after skill in today’s digital world. Companies need clear, concise, and well-structured documentation to explain complex concepts to their users. If you have a knack for simplifying technical information, you can turn technical writing into a profitable career. Whether you want to work as a freelancer, full-time writer, or start your own documentation agency, this guide will walk you through the essentials of earning from technical writing.
By Article writer International 2 years ago in Poets
Don't Cry
Don’t cry You never knew them They were never human Nothing but a glimmer A thought Of something you sought Just a thought
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Gone from Life, Yet Forever in the Heart
Gone from Life, Yet Forever in the Heart: Finding Strength Amid Loss Death is an unyielding truth, a destination none of us can escape. No matter who you are rich or poor, revered or ordinary the end is the same for us all: a quiet, inevitable stillness. Yet, when death claims someone we love, it doesn’t feel like a universal law. It feels personal, cruel, and unbearably heavy.
By S.Phairat2 years ago in Poets
The Eternal Gaze of Sonder
There is beauty in the world we see, the sky gleams through the radiance of the evening hues of the sunset. The train halts at the destination that glistens with the hustle and bustle of different travellers who are on a quest, some to find peace, joy, and excitement and others to find a purpose.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
What Sort of Eye
Your small, silken ears savor spring’s strong song Unfurled on the mast of a barked synapse Of miniature ships in a still throng
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
3/13/2025
Leprechauns shaking shillelaghs As the leper cons say pay me Butterflies in disguise as they spin their lies Spiders trickling down
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
"Three Steps to the Sea"
1. Three more steps—her toes kiss the tide’s brink, the horizon stitches sky to sea, a seam of blue mirroring her pulse. Butterflies ascend her ribs,
By LUCCIAN LAYTH2 years ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 8
P: Why are you here? [He blinks at me with the obsidian bubbles flanking his fleshy, flaccid proboscis.] P: Are you here to heal her?
By Wen Xiaosheng2 years ago in Poets
Starving Artist...
Another poem inspired by and dedicated to Nancy Elizabeth Prophet, the sculptress from my poem "Ode to the Artist" (link down below). She was truly amazing as was her sculptures.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
Night and Light
Night and light shines Tonight, tonight, And some nights Light and song. Orange, pink, blue And gold... Parts away! The eyes fold. Smiled so much All nighty night long. Like an Ole sibling... An Ole dancing song. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets