Heart Racing fast Pain and tighten Fear Takeover me Shaken and trembling Brave Still go Push pass fear
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Darkness in its deepest sonder, desolation in its truest bareness, all embraced my shattered skin, Enclothed in the tightness of survival, the light that belied in its invisibility propelled me to keep my hope akin.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
Crack cowered bloomlet springs up for enlightenment my inner resource *** I saw this tulip growing out of a crevice this morning in my community garden and became inspired to write a haiku for L.C. Shafer's Dollar Challenge prompt: Life Finds a Way.
By Marilyn Gloverabout a year ago in Poets
It screams It's loud Out of control Shakes my body up It changes to new heights With many lows Water flows Or sometimes I hold
He called it his own renaissance - not a crisis - as if flinging 1990s cologne on a midlife bonfire was anything but arson.
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
I want to crawl inside your head And tuck you in Wrap you in comfort thick as the Milky Way Fluff your pillow, silky as a lullaby
By Sean A.about a year ago in Poets
“Let it go. One of the happiest moments in life is when you find the courage to let go of what you can’t change” This is a very Powerful thing
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets
the sufferer who hates to be thought of as a victim the witness who knew before we did and the narcissist who couldn’t care less
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
“Your normal day is someone else’s dream, so be thankful every day” When I read a quote like this, I always think of those
“Kindness doesn’t cost a thing, yet it’s the richest gift you can give” Kindness Is Powerful! It is a Quality ‘not’ to be overlooked or ever forgotten.
It might be cliche to say but the lasts last The last goodbye or phone call, the last hug or kiss, the last conversation, the last drive home, the last shared laugh, the last memory
By Donny Foleyabout a year ago in Poets
I’m a juicy contradiction: dripping with truth and absurdity, bursting at the seams, and spilling over the edges of sanity
By Lolly Vieiraabout a year ago in Poets
