I thought letting go meant ripping, teeth clenched, a dramatic tear-down of the past like wallpaper you hate. ﹁﹂ But it’s been quieter than that.
By Milan Milic10 months ago in Poets
This year, some doors shook as they shut, echoing louder than my prayers. Others eased themselves closed quietly, as if You wiped the dust from their hinges with care.
By Hannah Lambert10 months ago in Poets
In the shades of shadows I'm lost in the abyss the next chapter of a long wait I'd walk even though I'm not right some say it's okay
By Karun 10 months ago in Poets
A Baker’s Dozen Thirteen rests on the counter, not twelve, not eleven, but one more, a quiet gift folded into the warmth of bread,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
New Year’s Resolution What Is Yours? Another year stands quietly at the door, asking what I will carry, what I will leave behind.
Darkness shrouds shivers Your hands warm mercy unknown Hot tears truly bless
By The Dani Writer10 months ago in Poets
I remember your kindness, always, even when I was absent. You looked after my belongings. The sun truly shone for me,
By Sun Bee10 months ago in Poets
Peak of darkness growing near Entering the longest night But this vast shadow is nothing to fear For now begins the return of the light
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash10 months ago in Poets
If mind and body be not one, At enmity the two shall be. ----------------------------------------- The former of the second free,
By Sean Byers10 months ago in Poets
When Christmas Was a Manger Christmas was never wrapped in shining paper, It arrived on straw beneath a borrowed roof. No music played, no crowds stood waiting,
If you could sit across from your younger self—just for five quiet minutes—what would you say first? Would you warn them? Comfort them? Or simply tell them that they survive everything they’re about to feel?
By John Smith10 months ago in Poets
The Hour the Red Horse Waited The red horse stands among winter branches, pine needles breathing out old December air. Ornaments sway with the smallest memory of touch,
