This was blood moon weekend. This was a silent weekend with mindless meditation. Sweetie Bird and I are. How are you? ARTGURU
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Ocean of Dreams Beneath the sunlit tides, I drift, Where waves of thought and memory lift, And currents hum a lullaby, That draws me where my fears lie.
By Numan writesabout a year ago in Poets
The grasshopper lies heavy on a single blade It bends with its weight Swaying in the breeze As the grasshopper rubs its knees
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
and so, the rite begins 1. piss on the powder for me, 2. anoint it holy water, let the body open, 3. name boofing communion,
By Fatal Serendipityabout a year ago in Poets
I know one day I’ll come across Your name, your face Your wounding voice You'll appear in public Walking free without fear
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
You are still my number one among all I have ever met and was with You are still one of my first real loves You are still the energy of creativity deeply nourishes itself and goes on
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda about a year ago in Poets
I feel unfinished when it comes to you. The door was never closed; it was always wide open to new possibilities, so wide that we both lost ourselves in this diversity of life choices and paths in this wide valley.
Recall the past from the present and already from the future, this time it is about everything in Unity composed in a single moment of existence,
Beneath the trees I sit, at the place where roads divide. One path calls with promises, another whispers my name in silence.
By Life Hopesabout a year ago in Poets
The teenager sits on the balcony And whistles Praying for its family to come and find it. When they do come, the family sees not what they want,
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Insatiable hunger. Unfinished thoughts lurk. The food I found, is full of folly. For I moment, I eat it, and I feel almost-jolly
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
I am not certain I exist; Yet there’s my shadow, on the floor, I am a woman barely kissed, Shocked I am a girl no more. //
By Chloë J.about a year ago in Poets
