Gratitude

The Joy of Awakening
There is no act more underrated, yet more powerful, than opening your eyes in the morning. In that first breath lives the miracle.
By Liora Vogel about a year ago in Poets
The Noise out there
The Noise Out There The world is spinning— fast, wild, out of control. Fear wraps around my chest like a vice. What is real?
By Cindi Ungerabout a year ago in Poets
Is Life a Journey of Subtraction or Expansion?
Life is a process of subtraction, urging us to seize every moment. Don't wait, and don't accumulate regrets. It's not that young hearts can't retain their youthful spirit, but rather that the passage of years can evoke a sense of panic.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
It Is Up To us
“Change your thoughts and you change your world” I love this saying because it is so true! As the mind controls the body,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets
Feel It!
“You’ve got to get up every morning with determination if you’re going to go to bed with satisfaction” Every morning gives us the opportunity
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets
One Small Thought
“Success is the sum of small efforts, repeated day-in and day-out” Small step by small step is how we learnt to walk as babies.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets
The Things I Never Said at Her Funeral
I didn’t speak at her funeral. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I couldn’t. Because my voice caught somewhere between my ribs and my throat and refused to come out. Because the things I had to say didn’t feel like they’d fit in a neat paragraph of remembrance. Because how do you summarize a person in a few minutes when they took up your whole heart for years?
By Jawad Khanabout a year ago in Poets
Light Up the Sky
Light Up the Sky Not every fire is joy, you know some burn slow in silence names we carry, names we’ve lost etched in folded absence
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
He Isn’t the Brightest
He Isn’t the Brightest Yet he knows how to cook a roast He isn’t the brightest of the bunch can’t spell mayonnaise without a guess
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Where the Light Finds Me
For what feels like an age and more since death came knocking at my door dark clouds encroached and enshrouded my heart and soul, hope was sullied
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
Reflections of a sunrise
The sun gently awakens...clouds smile...conspiring together in a commiseration of golden amber and purple brown tones in all their glorious majesty
By Novel Allenabout a year ago in Poets
Celebrate Canada Day
Introduction A close friend suggested I write a poem for Canada Day about the ties with the United Kingdom and, of course, all things Canadian, so I will use a villanelle format and weave in some fun and history too.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets