Gratitude

Complex Affair
Complex Affair You stood where truth begins to bend, Not lover, not a faithful friend, A space between what is and lies,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
A Fuchsia Rose
Introduction This came about after talking with my Muse about one of her favourite colours. The music is "Hymn to the Sea (Rose's Theme)" by Amy Wallace and Reyjuliand
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Poets
Soul Searching
If I am called to pass again through trials and troubles sore, I know to quickly turn to Him Who rescued me before. When chaos and confusion come
By Luke Haymons7 months ago in Poets
Magnify the small things
Today, yet again I woke up in the land of the living Filled with gratitude and thanksgiving Someone lay down last night And from their bed they did not rise
By Cheryl E Preston7 months ago in Poets
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Bye, Bye, Bye. Vocal. media has revoked me or suspended me. I do not know why. I have tried to contact them to clarify what I am being suspended, no answer.Of course.Vocal media has again allowed comments. Thank you everyone.I love you. HOWEVER, I need to get a life. BYE BYE.ADIOSThank you for reading this. I need to write a screenplay, for a filmmaker is waiting.I make little to nothing here. Bye Bye Bye. . .
By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne7 months ago in Poets
Self Improvement
Corruption closes in on me. The vices try to take my mind, But virtue's grace will set me free. I wish them love and liberty,
By A. S. Lawrence7 months ago in Poets
Women
she cradled me in her loving arms fed me watched me grow into an inquisitive young man who could barely wait to build a future...
By Lamar Wiggins7 months ago in Poets
Legacy That Lives On Today
I dream of what you both were like when you smiled in this photo. You raised seven beautiful children, five sons and two daughters.
By Rowan Finley 7 months ago in Poets
7 minutes. Top Story - March 2026. Content Warning.
It is my anniversary How do I celebrate 365 days of Bipolar 1 Depression? Broken Stalled Despite my hospitalisations I have failed to establish safety, then recovery
By Pauline Fountain7 months ago in Poets
Palo Verde
Many out there might be still calling it a yellow flower, if they happen to lift their gaze, from the phone screen. I can’t.
By Seema Patel7 months ago in Poets
A Children's book
The thin book you must open To find what still is there A glimpse of what is waiting Memories of four wooden chairs The smell of Saturday morning.
By Raine Fielder7 months ago in Poets
Lovely Workplace
Sometimes I feel, I have the best workplace, my dining table. One half is my art studio, the other half holds my laptop.
By Seema Patel7 months ago in Poets