Gratitude

Running
I miss the days of running Feeling the fresh morning breeze Go through my hair as I take each stride My body gets stronger, the deeper and longer the road goes
By Jennifer lindquist6 months ago in Poets
Day at the Beach with Friends
One sunny day on the seacoast of childlike innocence and bliss A group of us gleefully gathered...not wanting this to miss!
By Shirley Belk6 months ago in Poets
The Things We Do For Love
The Things We Do For Love We bend without noticing the first time, just a small shift, a softened edge, a silence where a truth once lived,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Do Crystals Really Have Power
Do Crystals Really Have Power They glimmer softly in shop windows, lined in rows of quiet colour, names attached like whispered cures,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Communication
Does it hurt? I ask. He looks at me, his eyes say; A little now. Good boy.
By Ophelia Keane Braeden6 months ago in Poets
Mother’s Note
Every day as a kid my mother always wrote letters on my lunch. Caring words of inspiration to remind me she loved me a bunch.
By Joe Patterson6 months ago in Poets
what if?
I woke up. From a nightmare. It was dark. No sun. No moon. Just dark. I began to worry. I started to get all up in my head.
By stone petoskey 6 months ago in Poets
I'm Tired
Where is my joy Oh boy I am not a toy Get up, get out of bed I am not a sleepy head ~ What if I was a toy A barbie doll oyy
By Denise E Lindquist6 months ago in Poets
ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖
“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.” Genesis‬ ‭1‬:‭1‬-‭2‬ ‭NKJV‬‬
By Colleen Walters6 months ago in Poets
Procrastination
Procrastination ... by Shannon Dithering dilly-dally ducks drown darkly. -------------------------------------------------
By Shannon Lemire6 months ago in Poets
Self First, Partnership Second
Choose the lifestyle you want first, then choose your partner. The prerequisite for happiness isn't meeting someone; it is having the ability to build a good life for yourself. Frankly, the life you live now reflects your aspirations for the future. When you have the ability to manage your own life well, you’ll naturally understand what kind of person you can truly live with.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 months ago in Poets
The Sunday Girl
The Sunday Girl skips through the seasons and wonders if Sunday follows Saturday, or is it, rather, a prelude to Monday? Her Spring Sundays are filled with morning light and birdsong, while
By Andrea Corwin 6 months ago in Poets