Gratitude

I Tossed a Penny Into a Wishing Well
I Tossed a Penny Into a Wishing Well I tossed a penny into a wishing well, And listened as it tumbled down, I heard a thousand tiny bells,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about 3 hours ago in Poets
THE LITTLE BLUEBIRD’S FINAL FLIGHT
THE LITTLE BLUEBIRD’S FINAL FLIGHT A little bluebird flew across A bright and sunny sky, He looked upon the world below And softly wondered why. Why does life go by so quickly? Why must everything grow old? Why does the warmth of yesterday Become a memory cold?
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about 7 hours ago in Poets
October Garden
she keeps a small garden for the worms and crows for when life gets hard just to watch the weeds grow she puts out a pumpkin
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 12 hours ago in Poets
Acceptance Is the Beginning
Acceptance is the beginning of growth. Life repeatedly teaches us the lesson of acceptance. We must accept the departure of loved ones, the passing of relatives, and the reality that we cannot always be with the person we care for. We must also accept our own background, appearance, and limitations.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout 15 hours ago in Poets
TWO GENTLE SWANS
TWO GENTLE SWANS Two gentle swans, Life is peaceful, days are slow. No disturbance, no where to go, Swans are swimming at ease.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about 16 hours ago in Poets
THE SWAN AND THE AUTUMN LEAF
THE SWAN AND THE AUTUMN LEAF An autumn leaf floats down by a swan, It saddens the bird, for summer has gone, In disbelief, it looks at the leaf, As it floats into October, bringing its grief.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
A MIDNIGHT CHAT WITH THE UNIVERSE
A MIDNIGHT CHAT WITH THE UNIVERSE I breathed in the wind, But the wind was too wise. It wouldn't enlighten me, Or open my eyes.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
STUCK BETWEEN MY THOUGHTS
STUCK BETWEEN MY THOUGHTS I tried to speak, but my tongue just froze, I tried to breathe, couldn’t feel my nose, The thoughts in my head were swirling like wind, I couldn’t find where to even begin. The words were there, but they wouldn’t come out, They tangled themselves in a whirlwind of doubt, And everything I wanted to say, Seemed to gather its thoughts and run away.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
THE CRYSTAL THAT HEALED MY THOUGHTS
THE CRYSTAL THAT HEALED MY THOUGHTS I bought a crystal to heal my mind, For lately my thoughts had been so unkind, I’d pulled myself down till I couldn’t see, A single good thing that was left inside me. I was my own critic, the worst I had known, Finding fault with the seeds that I’d carefully sown, And somewhere beneath all the worry and pain, I wondered if I’d ever feel happy again.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
Mine Palace Construction
There is a room in my mind I’ve lived in for years without ever meaning to. A room built out of old conversations, unfinished apologies, and the kind of memories that cling like damp fabric. I didn’t decorate it. I didn’t choose the furniture. I didn’t even choose to stay. But somehow, I kept returning to it—sitting in the same chair, touching the same wounds, replaying the same ghosts.
By Syl De'Vila day ago in Poets
Through That Door.
I couldn't walk through that door with you. I had to let you go. "It's just for now." You said, "It's not forever." But it feels like forever has gone by since we were last together.
By April Kirby.a day ago in Poets
Overflow
Swamps rise beyond boggy, mental clouds forecast foggy Showers fall then dissipate. Pointed fingers; blatant hate Baptized by spirit early in age; Document now received; had merely turned eight. . .
By Dina Evans a day ago in Poets