wilting colors caught in terminal descent—keen eyes trace fitful paths
By Lamar Wigginsabout a year ago in Poets
curled edges lay wait, teasing out joy—we play—shared reciprocity
By Kristen Balyeatabout a year ago in Poets
Colour Me In The sky waits for my brush, grey clouds folding into my hands, I reach for red, blue, yellow, to drench the world in possibility.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Please put down that guitar! Stop playing those catchy tunes, You're only young, And it's forbidden to attract us older ones,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
gold flows to umber. sough sings release. the trees let go. thank you, teacher.
The Robins The robins sing at dawn, their throats open to the sky. I sit by the window, their song feels like prayer. Branches bend under them,
Fall was the best season ever, It was a comfort evening that day— The autumn have already started when the cool breeze -—
By Meghan LeVaughn about a year ago in Poets
There are stars that fall, and stars that stay - you are the kind that lights the way. Not loud like thunder, not proud or grand,
By Zakari Rungeabout a year ago in Poets
If I had known you in another life, I think the wind would’ve whispered your name long before I ever had the chance to speak it.
As the last of green turns, I whisper, while it falls "see you later love."
By Nikki Torino Wagnerabout a year ago in Poets
For years, I thought healing meant fixing what was broken. Now, I know it means rewriting the story one breath, one scar, one whisper at a time.
By Yvey Essenabout a year ago in Poets
there will be a time when i don't feel the weight of your love on my knee on my shoulder the top of my head something that annoys me sometimes
By Alexandria Stanwyckabout a year ago in Poets
