Peekaboo through blue, behind this veil the stars say, “We will wait for you.”
By Rebecca Siemering2 years ago in Poets
Asketh the river, From where does the sky begin? Falling leaves answer.
By Laura Hanson Reber2 years ago in Poets
Rage tints all I see Bloody moon swallowed by void Mirroring my soul
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
Endless blue above Mists float gradually, delicate and free, Whispers of the sky
By naila andleeb2 years ago in Poets
You’re talking again There, in the sky your last words I’m happier here
By Dylan Nicholson2 years ago in Poets
my homing pigeon must have fallen for you too it never returned
By D2 years ago in Poets
A grand spectacle Riding high, on feather'd wing To imminent doom
By Lars Knutson2 years ago in Poets
Serene clouds drifting Kid’s red kites fluttering and Yawing in the wind
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
i envied the clouds from my cage—i only thought the door was secured
By Kristen Balyeat2 years ago in Poets
in pursuit of joy like bees in flight for blooms—shall we tend our garden?
i hope the rays of sun that touched you are the same beams caressing me
clouds dance through stoic trees, teasing needles grasp—you can't tame feral hearts
