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The Blind Man Who Saw Jesus
The Blind Man Who Saw Jesus A shadowed road beneath worn feet, Dust rose slow in summer heat, Voices passed without a name,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
After the Fire, Before the Ax
The dry heat stays in the holler. The cabin logs are standing square and sound, though the timber was burned forty years back.
By Tim Carmichael6 months ago in Poets
Tattoos and Restaurant
I. Blue dolphins swim down on an aged and withered arm. The ancient lady so prim and proper Doesn't hide its fun, twisting, contorting under
By Dean Traylor6 months ago in Poets
The Real World
I. Heard it from the mouths of cynics and critics how the real world will make me a man, take away my ideals and force me to learn.
By Dean Traylor6 months ago in Poets
Restful Strokes Of Art
Restful Strokes Of Art The colors drift slowly across my mind Soft waves of silence untangle the night Black rivers curling through scattered light
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
The Empty Table. Content Warning.
🌬️🌀⛵🌀🌬️So this is it.The end.An empty table, two chairs and a tablecloth in a corner of the dining room on the Titanic.No more words will be spoken.Those chairs will remain empty.🌬️🌀⛵🌀🌬️The friendship that was once there has dissolved.Drowne, like these chairs and this table, will be, when what is coming will happen.🌬️🌀⛵🌀🌬️There once was a future, full of hope, but that was just a fairy tale.The salt in the salt cellar will join the salt of the sea, just as the pepper will.It is cold now, as all endings are.Goodbye Cruel World.🌬️🌀⛵🌀🌬️
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 6 months ago in Poets
Being Hope. Top Story - May 2026.
He told me, again, I need to have hope. I sighed. The transactional kind? The bargaining kind? You mean as a means? I don’t belong in your empty container.
By Paul Aaron Domenick6 months ago in Poets
The Longest Day
7 PM The day was exhausting, my energy zapped. I got in my car, 30 minutes from home. Traffic was hectic, I was caught in a jam.
By David E. Perry6 months ago in Poets
ROCKETSHIP REPRIEVE
ROCKETSHIP REPRIEVE 10-14-2021 Fascination stares deep into space Thinking to itself For God's grace.. Be I there. A lonely rock
By Victor Mendez6 months ago in Poets
I Miss You so badly
I Miss You so badly The roses burn with every thought of you Blue smoke rises softly through the night My heart still aches for all we used to do
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
luteal, forever!
Harrowing days, subtle yet searingly painful. Broken glass gently pressed into skin until it bursts, and the stream of blood is uncontrollable.
By Alys Revna6 months ago in Poets
Sequentia. Runner-Up in Out of Order Challenge. Top Story - May 2026.
She dies Out of ordered predation Running from vulturine strawmen Kiss the lebensraum lips and call them your own Drop her down, further, farther still, STAY
By Edward Swafford6 months ago in Poets