High up in the sky, A baseball soars through the air mightily, Dreams take flight with it.
By PhilipM-I2 years ago in Poets
Cyan sky—canvas for red flecks of me: leaves and nomad clouds—cerise * -Gina C. 🧚♀️✨
By Gina C.2 years ago in Poets
The sky fell, every Time your fists crashed like thunder Now freedom lights stars
By The Invisible Writer2 years ago in Poets
Blue skies never stop their alliance with the sun They linger, waiting . . . .
By PK Colleran2 years ago in Poets
The rain brings relief Washes blood and dust away But not Gaza´s tears
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
What rings out louder? Thousand tonnes of munitions Or grieving your child?
A woman in flight See her brazen silhouette Powerful and free
By Leslie Writes2 years ago in Poets
We recognize the Missile´s brand, rocket boom How quick death will be
Look up, out of hope Shattered by sound breaking bombs Look down at what´s left
Once we whistled, now Everything hits too close to- home once held me safe
Bodies are shredded But the heart sings for Gaza Every song is red
Another air strike Sends friends soaring with the ball When will they land back?
