They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Hear Nothing Evil Say Nothing Bad Hear nothing evil say nothing bad. Sit between happy knowledge not bad. You chose what you want to see and learn,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
** on the edge of this mountain near the edge of defeat at the edge of my sanity where the cut brings relief standing out in a crowd
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden7 months ago in Poets
The evergreens sport dead boughs from the ground up. I wonder if there’s any saving them. In my mind, I prune the spruces,
By Harbor Cecille7 months ago in Poets
Dear Moon, I wonder if you can see my pain? Can you sense my emotions? You know; The ones I hide inside of my broken heart, every night;
By Carol Ann Townend7 months ago in Poets
everything changes without notification life turns on a dime ** A/N: In loving memory of the friendship we shared. You will be sorely missed.
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By Andrea Corwin 7 months ago in Poets
Last night my daughter woke me— not only because the moon was rare, but because she understood I had forgotten how to look up.
By Tina D. Lopez7 months ago in Poets
I am a jigsaw of broken glass Each piece on the verge of reach My fingertips graze the razor edges Leaving me with The wounds of wanting
By Mina Carey7 months ago in Poets
Has anyone else noticed not one morning has come gently, not one sunrise without sirens in the news, not one cup of coffee poured in stillness
By Tim Carmichael7 months ago in Poets
A house keeps every word you thought dissolved into air. The morning after, the doorknob flinched. at every draft— as if your hand might return
By abualyaanart7 months ago in Poets
I Carry The World I walk beneath a sky that will not bend, With weight pressed hard against my fragile spine. The world sits heavy on my aching back,
I love the feel of warm coffee on my lips Like warm kisses first thing in the morning It reminds me of waking up with you
By Archery Owl 7 months ago in Poets
