Mental Health

BLOOD MOON RISING
September 7, 2025, marks a total lunar eclipse, also known as the Blood Moon, occurring in Pisces. This is not just any eclipse, it is a cosmic culmination, a spiritual turning point, and a moment of deep emotional release. Astrologers are calling it a time of karmic closure, hidden truths surfacing, and collective recalibration.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Lettuce
the thing about wanting is how it sits in your mouth like a pill you can’t swallow i keep checking my phone as if someone might have texted
By E.K. Danielsabout a year ago in Poets
Beyond the Lines. Top Story - September 2025.
There is this line I trace to work each morn, tire-and-tear-streaked, by rubber souls, well-worn - This dotted line of trafficked cars and minds.
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a year ago in Poets
The Weight Of This Ink
I sat with my words today, pages scattered like fallen leaves, and it struck me this might be all I leave behind. Ink, not flesh.
By Kelabout a year ago in Poets
An Unlikely Herald
Caught at the crossroads of one thousand anxious thought streams - a silent fly alighting on a stack of crayon boxes set aglow by tired, shadow-streaked bands
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a year ago in Poets
Loving Life
Walking down the road A thought strikes me hard. Of how far I have come, Not just measured in yards. I find I'm looking forward to tomorrow,
By Natasja Roseabout a year ago in Poets
hopeless
why do i bother? why would i dream? why do the clouds open for me, and cast upon me beams only to take them away at once
By Stephanie Hiltonabout a year ago in Poets
It Speaks
You sit in the woods taking in every word asking for the universe to see you in need. It answers with a warm gentle hug from the wind validating your quiet wish I both see and am with you. It invokes a sharp inhaling choke of a truthful breath An awakening to cry out, a begging of painful release. It feels your fight or flight your need to reject love But you asked, so now it makes sure you'll recieve. You feel your heart tighten as it presses a bit deeper Still meeting resistance you see the moon smile. Let me in now my little one it whispers through leaves brushing in a beautiful choir wind embraces once again. No, you're not getting out of this knowing yet again, as you feel the small river splash at you playfully. You smile with the moon.
By Tressa Roseabout a year ago in Poets
First Brother Point of View
My therapist said to write about my pain— a life-altering event— then give it a different ending. I scribble away, my mind vomits onto the page.
By Baby Josieabout a year ago in Poets
My Husband
I tried to speak things into existence He didn't accepted it I call him my husband Hahaha I am ignored again About to be blocked
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Into You
I put way too much time into you Lost myself in you Always waited to hear from you My happiness is surrounded by you Remember me
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
A Want
It's not a need It's a want That my body turns into a need An addition turns into a need Can’t function without it Can’t think without it
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets