tenderly I whisk milk and sugar to a beautiful simmer of soft bubbles I carefully temper the temperamental eggs which just love
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
The most beautiful self portraits I have ever made are the ones painted in the softest of pink skin that freckles in the sunlight
The mystery behind your eyes holds stories I do not wish to conquer or dominate but rather to know The face hides many things; people are always hiding, but not you
By H. J. Levon2 years ago in Poets
Why is it that the door to January is always so heavy each day seems to plod along like a worm whom is imitating a wet noodle,
tiny and black scavengers all hunting scraps of sugar an oasis of toddler’s crumbs found left under a window. I wonder
The real monsters are those that hide in the shadows The bean counters and profiteers That leave nothing fallow The ones that fight to destroy everything from the rear
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I write songs for the broken hearted Those that believe love has departed I write poems for those That no one knows I write tales for those that no longer believe in glory
love, they say, is all you need. but what kind of love fulfills so wholly? the active kind. the love that spurs resistance and builds community. the love that
By kp2 years ago in Poets
What would you see, if I stripped down, past the bone of me and bore my soul? Would you see a noceur flower, taciturn in pearlescent nature,
The coruscate gleam of esurient dawn breaks the hold from the marcid night filling the world with empyrean beauty I cafune the blades of grass
Homer: The Foundation of Western Epic Poetry Homer’s The Iliad and The Odyssey are often regarded as the cornerstones of Western literature. These poems, composed in dactylic hexameter, were passed down orally before being written down, marking the beginning of a literary tradition that would shape the epic form for millennia.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
First they came for the viruses, and I did not speak out because I was not a virologist. Then they came for the bacteria,
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Poets
