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Oil for Sheep
Oil was never decoration, never a ceremony for show. It was survival. It was mercy poured slow. Flies circled the lamb—
By Hannah Lambert10 months ago in Poets
The New Measure
I used to measure my worth by who replied. By the little typing bubble, by the seen-check, by whether you showed up When you said you would.
By Milan Milic10 months ago in Poets
The Naked Woman in My Backyard
Saturday morning and I’m home alone not feeling like doing much of anything. I just poured my first cup of coffee, the wake-me-up cup, when I look out the window and see a naked woman in my backyard. That surprises me since I’ve never seen a naked woman in my backyard before. Three thoughts enter my mind —
By Gail Winfree10 months ago in Poets
Dark Spirits Walking The Earth
Dark Spirits Walking The Earth They walk beside us with borrowed faces, eyes steady, holding centuries in their calm. Not ghosts, not myths, not things we summon,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
The Fire That Lit Up My Heart
The Fire That Lit Up My Heart There was a moment I did not plan for, A quiet spark that learned my name. It moved through me without asking,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Other People Are the Obstacles
Have you realized, life is beautiful, but it's sad and lonely too, often because of another human beings. I will give my examples.
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
Time Silence
Know nothing Know your worth Worth a damn Worth a shot Shot in the dark Shot through the heart Heart to heart Heart broken
By Tina D. Lopez10 months ago in Poets
Lifts, Soars
Sunlight pours over me Sunlight strengthens my soul Soul carries me forward Soul seeking Seeking joy Seeking love Love finds me
By Tina D. Lopez10 months ago in Poets
The Rain That Knows Your Steps
The Rain That Knows Your Steps It rains without clouds here, Drops fall where I walk. Each step is mirrored carefully, By moisture that is alive.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Sleezy!. Top Story - January 2026.
Sorry for breaking down on Christmas I was only embracing my divine right To express myself when the sun slept Now I must seek consent to breathe
By Chloe Gilholy10 months ago in Poets
Tunes
We hold horrors In empty hands While theme songs Fill our heads
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
A Teacher’s Desk
Today is National Clean Your Desk Day. A day for a little decluttering…of the desk, and the mind. Care learns to rest. 📖✏️📖✏️📖✏️📖
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin10 months ago in Poets