Ode

~ Pulling at The Fringes~
~ Pulling at The Fringes~ The Prison Delimma, A Lifer of the DTES Pulling at the fringes Of my hair, How do I get out of here?
By Jennifer Cooley5 months ago in Poets
The Sadness Of Fand
Introduction This is my tenth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful artwork. This is a Dechnad Cummaisc inspired by the artwork rather than the actual legend, but taking in elements from Justine's story of the legend that inspired the painting.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Poets
AN ODE TO BOLERO:. Top Story - May 2026.
AN ODE TO BOLERO: when gold melts 04/27/26 'Bolero is a style of dance originated in Spain around the 1700s and translated into song form by Cuban artists in the 1880s. This
By Victor Mendez5 months ago in Poets
Golden Titans
I like sunflowers I like the beauty caught in one frame suggesting everything in the name— and again, not. the brown dial patterned, watching— nothing like the blistering lemon staring down on my summer days the ray petals beckoning, undulating in the wind swishing— the Titan stems reach for the sky towering, steady offering a quiet nod without breaking hairy stalks prickly against my skin bear grand leaves gathered into a shield— waiting to defend An army standing guard to weather a perceived attack banded together facing the sun. standing strong, blooming— not cut from their stem, captured, to die alone.
By Ms Jade 6 months ago in Poets
CB Bucknor, what are you doing? (Opinion). Content Warning.
This guy seems to be a horrible MLB umpire. His calls are about as bad as a bum tire. He goes by the name of CB Bucknor His gaffes are almost as bad at that play 40 years ago from Bill Buckner.
By Adrian Holman6 months ago in Poets
Young Souls
Young Souls: An Ode to Christopher Lee Chambers •Courageous young souls treading where no bureaucrats would. •Gulf of Tonkin incidents & errs— false flags or misunderstood mistakes; for whose sake??
By C. M. Norwood 6 months ago in Poets
Earth Day 2026
The earth, our mother, Gorgeous both by itself and Improved by people. The Water, 1965 Life-giving water, Plentiful, renewable,
By Lana V Lynx6 months ago in Poets
When Doves Fly
It was on this day ten years ago we heard the news that made doves cry. A home going in which we saw the grand dove fly. Outstretched arms formed a loving circle.
By Joe Patterson6 months ago in Poets
First Responder
I hear the baby cry I see the mother fall I hear the addict Screaming from the hall… …. I hear the roar I feel the flames sear
By Andrew C McDonald6 months ago in Poets
Mother’s Note
Every day as a kid my mother always wrote letters on my lunch. Caring words of inspiration to remind me she loved me a bunch.
By Joe Patterson6 months ago in Poets
POEM #82.10
i AM UNSURE OF WHAT DAY TO DATE THAT POEM...THiS POEM; 2 POEMS DATED (POSSiBLE) DATES MY FATHER MAY HAVE DiED (AND THE NEXT DAY; AFTER...A SATURDAY):
By jAKE RiCHARDSON6 months ago in Poets
An Ode To Librarians
I walk in and the smell of books hits me On a mission to find the perfect book Fiction Romance Self Help Non Fiction The list goes on and on
By LaShunta H6 months ago in Poets