Free Verse
idk
I don't know what the fuck I'm feeling. I know I feel rays of sunshine as they soak into soft skin. I know I feel hope flutter in every gust of wind. I know I feel afraid when the world is unlit and imagination creates beasts in the infinite dark. I know I feel joy like electricity pulsing from heart to fingertips when my mind is blank and my hands make intuitive brushstrokes on blank canvases. I know I feel awe when I stand atop a cliff and stare down watching trees sway and a stray leaf tumble by. I know I feel pain such utter agony at the thought of others in pain and being unable to intervene. I know I feel devastation seeing trash on the sides of highways and absolute grief when a stray pet's body lies among it on the side of the road. I know I feel nothing but love, adoration, respect, surprise, excitement, anxiety, when I think about my role as a mother. I know I feel and I know that I know nothing yet I know enough at least I hope. Sometimes though I still don't even know what the fuck I'm feeling.
By Lolly Vieira2 months ago in Poets
The Daughter Of Badb
Introduction This is my twenty-fifth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful and inspirational artwork. I love that Justine always gives the full story behind the painting, which gives me more than just the painting to work from.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Poets
October's Grove. Top Story - September 2026.
Wandering through a vast blooming meadow Heat permeates my mind and dampens my skin When the sun starts to wane on the flowers of summer When light falls through branches in A lacy pattern of shadows I press on through the treeline, to find my long-lost kin
By K.B. Silver 2 months ago in Poets
