Pantoum

Half Awake
Half awake, half asleep, I lie in the dark and feel the room settle around the place where something used to live. It isn’t dramatic. It isn’t loud. It isn't kind. It isn't weak
By Syl De'Vil5 days ago in Poets
Midir And Étaín
Introduction This is my twenty-fourth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful and inspirational artwork. I love that Justine always gives the full story behind the painting, which gives me more than just the painting to work from.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 18 days ago in Poets
Fountainhead
Fountainhead: a pantoum I wrote about my diagnosis. Fountainhead The stream had broken from its source, I was ten times higher,
By Alyson Smith about a month ago in Poets
No, Don’t turn around now
You hear it now, don’t you? That scraping sound beneath the anthem,  that crack beneath the stars and stripes,  the hiss of something hungry  slipping through the seams of a nation that once swore never again.
By Cadma3 months ago in Poets
Every Step You Take. Runner-Up in Don’t Turn Around Challenge.
I said I would follow you anywhere. . On nights like this, the clouds devour the moon. Your stomach drops, like missing a step, when you realize
By Raistlin Allen3 months ago in Poets
You’re not going
My mirror asked again the same question Are you going to carry it again? The broken years. The names that still taste like rust.
By Cadma3 months ago in Poets
Wisdom of the old hearts! a second version!
Wisdom of the old hearts! a second version! She walked the world with searching eyes, Her heart adrift beneath wide skies.
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.3 months ago in Poets
The Market of War
War is never just bullets crossing borders. It is business hidden behind smoke. A silent trade built on fear, power, and human suffering.
By Muhammad 4 months ago in Poets
Commute
Glare invades my curtains The creased lids of my eyes; Self-conscious of its quivering— My initiation to the day; uninspired
By fewie4 months ago in Poets
The Torch Extinguished. Content Warning.
Introduction This pantoum is inspired by the amazing drawing by Kaja, granddaughter of Ralph McTell. I have done several anti-war pantoums and think the form is perfect for what this image says.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 months ago in Poets
Never Stopping
Introduction I saw a huge traffic jam, well, it was a multi-lane motorway full of cars. I thought of all the people trapped inside those wheeled tin boxes and how they were like rats, lemmings and insects, the vehicles rather than the people.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 months ago in Poets
The Weight of Gold
The watch strapped to my wrist, doesn’t just tell the time, it tracks every ghost of the nights I’ve spent chasing it. You say, “Think bigger.”
By Anees Kaleem4 months ago in Poets