You hear it now, don’t you? That scraping sound beneath the anthem, that crack beneath the stars and stripes, the hiss of something hungry slipping through the seams of a nation that once swore never again.
By Cadma4 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my sixteenth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful and inspirational artwork. It is inspired by Justine's painting with elements of the legend of Étaín.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my hundred-and-seventh piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's amazing and magical artwork. The Summer Solstice is on the 21st of June 2026, so this is the third poem to celebrate it.
Wisdom of the old hearts! a second version! She walked the world with searching eyes, Her heart adrift beneath wide skies.
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.4 months ago in Poets
I need to honor her! Me, a wandering young soul and the careful and the ever-worried heart of a woman born a few years before 1900 and who carried the emblem of her family and love for God until the late 80s! I believe she passed away in 1994 or 1995!
Introduction This is my hundred-and-sixth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's amazing and magical artwork. The Summer Solstice is on the 21st of June 2026, so this is second poem to celebrate it.
Introduction This is my hundred-and-fifth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's amazing and magical artwork. The Summer Solstice is on the 21st of June 2026, so this is perfect to celebrate it.
Doris without teeth looked down into a metal bowl of mush thinking a damn good thing too or they might have put her down
By David Gabe Jumonville4 months ago in Poets
I used to collect … Rocks and seashells, seed pods and driftwood, Bits of bone and feathers, Desiccated insect carcasses and turtle carapaces,
Introduction This is my first attempt at an endecha, I think, though I may be wrong I just saw this beauty on The Enchanted Booklet page on Facebook here:
A stone belfry looms in the distance Hairs on the back of my neck Prickle at its resonant insistence I must mount the sacred stairs
By K.B. Silver 4 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my fifteenth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful and inspirational artwork. It is inspired by Justine's painting with elements of the legend of Rhiannon.
