Starting with nothing, the climb feels steep, Nights are heavy, and food isn't cheap. But a mind can shift, a thought can grow,
By Vabout a year ago in Poets
A Night I Couldn’t Cry There was a night the tears stayed still, a night my heart refused to break, though the pain was sharp and deep,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Faith with Splinters My faith was once a glass display—no questions, dusted clean, A polished shelf of easy words in stained-glass reds and green.
By Milan Milicabout a year ago in Poets
A collection of memories, a harvest of emotions Taken from moments of love and devotion Our first kiss, the first time you took my hand
By Karen Caveabout a year ago in Poets
The crisp crunch of a different kind. Everything brown and dead has left. Ethereal and surreal, for sure— but the warning call,
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
Sleepless Orchard The trees keep all their lanterns lit long after moonrise breaks. Each apple is like an amber eye that never quite forsakes.
I wrote the first draft in a rush, somewhere between midnight and bottled up memory. The words came out raw, honest in a way that scared me,
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
Pocketful of North I used to be a weather-vane for everybody’s storm. Spun by every passing wind, by every shifting form.
Once, my emotions were exaggerated, reaching earth-shattering proportions. Later, no matter how many storms life presented, I chose to remain silent.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Dear Moon, You call many a wave forward, to be the sea's breath upon cove shores; You chase many prey toward their haven-hollows, within midnight moors;
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a year ago in Poets
Needy Is Not a Sin A Sovereign Protest Suite The Word They Twisted ADOBE FIREFLY They turned need into a slur, a stain,
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
The path of light, which shimmering, trails From the channel you carve through the inky veil Of a wandering galaxy, chasing its nine tails,
