Friendship

PUBLIC NOTICE:ALL CLEAR
PUBLIC NOTICE: ALL-CLEAR Attention please. This is a public announcement addressed to the nervous system, the muscles braced for impact,
By Hannah Lambert8 months ago in Poets
Half-Remembered Margins
For Sami, whom I studied abroad with in Cambridge, England. . You and I have both been  at separate times the same being—
By Justin Keeling8 months ago in Poets
Prayers For World Peace
Prayers for World Peace I hold the world in open hands no banners raised, no proud demands just quiet hope where silence grows
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Love in see
On the edge of the dream I stand Counting the pulse of night in my palm Planting my name in the wind Hoping it will return in bloom Roads pass without a trace Except for the echo of my step The moon shatters in water I gather its fragments To shape a new dawn O heart, do not fear Time is a wave And we are the sail of patience We move on even when clouds grow heavy I write a promise to tomorrow And hide it beneath the light If the journey grows long Hope will be our guide And the soul a home that never fades
By America today 8 months ago in Poets
She Never Cried in Front of Him
She Never Cried in Front of Him She never cried in front of him, just smiled and said, “It’s not so bad.” She’d smooth his shirt, refill his cup,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
You Don’t Need Us Anymore
You Don’t Need Us Anymore You don’t need us anymore; not in the pauses between breaths, not in the hours where silence used to echo our names.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Two Truths and a Love
--- God is. God was. God always will be. God speaks. God creates. God is not silent. The Father is not an idea. The Son is not a metaphor.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast9 months ago in Poets
You Played Word Games With My Head
You Played Word Games With My Head You said maybe, but your eyes spelled no I traced the letters, slow to know You spoke in riddles, loops, and lies
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
What I Wouldn't Do
Though perhaps not of consequence, I feel it behooves and makes sense For me to notify, herein, Those who'll read my words and take in
By Dana Crandell9 months ago in Poets
Sieving Grief
A fluttering puddle on concrete We draw closer, the pigeon's eyes roll tucked into its neck trapped alive We gawk, grotesque, strolling past
By Michele Nampalli9 months ago in Poets
How to Practice Empathy (A User Manual for When It’s Finally Personal)
1. Begin by assuming the pain is hypothetical. It happens to others...distant others. People you were told made bad choices. People you don’t know. People you don’t have to imagine.
By Cadma9 months ago in Poets
The Sly One, The alley cat man
The Sly One, The alley cat man He walks where trouble likes to stay, In shadows, corners, out the way. A smile that hides what hands have done,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets