I pace the shallows Waves lapping my shins As the tide rises My time grows thin I see the end on the horizon Yet, can not change my path
By K.B. Silver 11 months ago in Poets
I. The Kitchen at 2h11. The kettle clicked off like a door deciding, steam braiding the dark into something gentler. I stood barefoot on a crumb constellation,
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
To call it a glow Would be untrue To call it a glow Would be a lie To call it a glow Would be to glorify that which simply is.
By Alexander McEvoy11 months ago in Poets
I tell her I'm sorry I'm me That doesn't sound like someone who's proud of their identity To be honest I don't even know what it means anymore
By Sarah O'Grady11 months ago in Poets
Tantrum You appeared in school one day You were strong, but fast I think someone was irritating me So I got mad like any other
By K. Exum11 months ago in Poets
Secret Time: The nights grow longer. I anticipate the visits. You'll get to stay, We get to explore more. Our eyes meet,
By Salem Jace11 months ago in Poets
I am out with my lantern salvaging scraps from the junk- yard where I have been admitted for Dilation & Curettage to purge my miscarried poems.
By Paris Rosemont12 months ago in Poets
Bruised in the Mind’s Corner She wears her smile like borrowed light, a flicker that hides the tremble beneath. The world calls her strong,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Her Mind a Tired River Her memories fade softly, like sunlight through lace, names slip away but faces still linger. She talks to her late husband,
My heart aches in silence for a love he'll never return. His chest holds no echo of me, but mine still carries the weight of him, heavy life a storm I cannot outrun.
By Yulea12 months ago in Poets
You held my soul in your hand, and slowly clenched your first squeezing ever so fearlessly, as if my light were something soft, something you could mold or mute.
Campfire ghost story Murdered People Haunting Homes Insanity's Whispers
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman12 months ago in Poets
