Wrapped Round Molly‘s Paw She waits with her chin on the edge of the world, Soft eyes lifted, quiet, and bright, A small beating heart in a coat of black,browns & white,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
the glass is thick half an inch at least thicker at the base the cork on tight bottleneck, sealed so full there is no room for air
By Alys Revna7 months ago in Poets
Faithful Friend You wait where the light leans softly on the floor, Eyes steady, full, never turning away, In your silence there is a knowing so deep,
The Mouth That Does Not End There is a scream that never leaves the throat, it folds inward, deeper than breath, a mouth opening into another mouth,
Latitude: 52.079984 | Longitude: 4.31134 Verse 1 the morning rush of waking up and jumping into the shower and that first realization of water lines on my face
By Petra Van Geenen7 months ago in Poets
Psychic is My Voice There are currents running through my mind, Not mine alone, yet I carry them, Signals that arrive without warning,
Warm sunshine saves my fuel bill Warm sunshine, fall into this room, Stretch out your light across these walls, Push back the weight, the quiet gloom,
Because something moves through a small body at dawn, and has nowhere else to go. 🐦 🐦⬛ 🪶 Because sound is the only proof
By Tim Carmichael7 months ago in Poets
There is something stirring beneath my skin, a quiet disturbance in the marrow of thought, a feeling that does not arrive with a name
By Nelo7 months ago in Poets
Mystically There is a veil that trembles before sight, A thin place where the unseen leans close, It breathes through symbols and quiet knowing,
It is not for your amusement But I know you find it to your bemusement You probably think I am confused But I wonder if it is you
By Christopher Beard7 months ago in Poets
This is the way you always walk home Dark at night Something could give you a fright Not much of a sight Alone on this path
