Haiku

The ephemeral
Gold, auburn, orange. Ever falling down, down, down. The ephemeral.
By Leigh Hooperabout a year ago in Poets
My dear autumn
My glimmers of hope fall as graceful as you do, my dear autumn leaves.
By Leigh Hooperabout a year ago in Poets
Scarface
Across the golden Mara, a lone lion limps through whispering grass. One eye shadowed, one scar deep as sorrow, his mane tangled in the winds of battle.
By Life Hopesabout a year ago in Poets
Wanderer
Across the worn roads of silence, you walk — not for glory, but because the earth still asks your footsteps to remember it.
By Life Hopesabout a year ago in Poets
No One Lit the Lamp
Pale moths crowd the glass, whispering against the dark — no one lit the lamp.
By Alain SUPPINIabout a year ago in Poets
𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖓𝖉
🕸️🕷️🔪⛓️☠️⛓️🔪🕷️🕸️We Are Cold DemonsCome To Rip Your Soul ApartAnd Take You To Hell🕸️🕷️🔪⛓️☠️⛓️🔪🕷️🕸️
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
Stay
Golden things promise Impetuous beauty falls In parsimony.
By Jessica McGlaughlinabout a year ago in Poets
Approaching the Fall
I watch as you drift languidly at one with the breeze, content with sleep.
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Poets
Troxler’s Haunting
Troxler dims the lights He poisons your reflection Your own eyes are fouled *** Authors note: In 1804, psychologist Ignaz Paul Vital Troxler discovered a fascinating optical illusion— if one focuses on a set point, and keeps ones vision fixed, objects in the peripheries will begin to fade! This sensory phenomenon is called the Troxler effect, or Troxler’s fading!
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Laughing Leaves
Laugh on your way down Rejoice as you hit the ground The world is waiting
By Susan Paytonabout a year ago in Poets
Singing Leaves
Sing on your way down Lyrics that will make you proud The season's afoot
By Susan Paytonabout a year ago in Poets
Back to School
A room to learn in daydreaming out the window watching the leaves fall.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets