The Gift That Keeps on Giving ... It didn’t arrive wrapped. No ribbon. No moment where I knew to say thank you. It came disguised as interruption—
By Flower InBloom10 months ago in Poets
Everything is beautiful, and everything hurts. Everything is beautiful, and everything hurts. The sun shines brightness on roses not meant for me.
By Tina D. Lopez10 months ago in Poets
I hope that the next time you hurt someone you feel their pain as if it were your own. ~ That when you see their tears,
By Ophelia Keane Braeden10 months ago in Poets
From the outside looking in, I dream of how my life could have been. I recall memories of days gone by, then I bow my head with a silent sigh.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Gratefull I learned, I found, I gained Heavy gold weight Pound per pound How much I could back carry. Oh, the words Hidd in my silence
By Diana10 months ago in Poets
Life knocks us down, again and again! Delivers blows we never saw coming, shatters plans we thought were solid, breaks us open in ways we never imagined!
By Tim Carmichael10 months ago in Poets
I wish to be aware of the slightest gain growing in my mind, preparing for the day, when in the morning, it expands with the rising of the sun,
By Natalie Wilkinson10 months ago in Poets
Ladies, gentlemen, hide your children. This announcement has been a long time in the making and a long time coming. It's something I've considered so many times and attempted to address over the years.
By Paul Stewart10 months ago in Poets
Happy, Anyway The air here is heavy, thick with complaints and sharp little comments that cut without leaving marks. Still, I choose light.
By Eina Liban10 months ago in Poets
What I Return To A list for living what’s already known I don’t return to answers. I return to what’s already here. So I keep a short list—not rules,
What I Practice Instead On integration, pace, and staying I don’t practice being present. I practice staying. Staying when clarity doesn’t soothe.
When Seeking Softens Listening doesn’t rush. I used to think seeking meant movement— forward, upward, outward. Another insight.
