Senryu
Art
Kings come and go But art speaks to the human soul Art is immortality This poem was inspired by a friend asking the question, “I'm good at art but does that even mean anything at the end of the day?”
Atomic HistorianPublished a day ago in PoetsSoulful Knits
Sitting on a bench, knitting for someone she loves; dinner warms the soul.
James GreenPublished a day ago in PoetsShoah
Intimidation >> >> Oversimplification >> >> Elimination. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Matthew FrommPublished a day ago in PoetsContext?
inexcusable; decontextualization undeniable * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: The great Gerard DiLeo challenged me to write a 5.7.5 format senryu/haiku with just three words. This is my entry? I had two others to choose from too that I might publish at a later date. I have also done a few in the past...because...you know it's not hard enough lol.
Paul StewartPublished 2 days ago in PoetsOnce upon a time...
In this cruel world, where nothing's what it seems it is you should watch your back. ~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~ Thanks for reading! If you enjoyed my poem, please let me know by leaving a tip, a like or a comment. Don't forget to subscribe if you're interested in my work, and check out other poems of mine too! Any support is appreciated! <3
Roaring Silence
Sizzling in the heat, cars roaring beyond the wall, a thirst for silence.
James GreenPublished 4 days ago in PoetsIn Fugacious Bliss
hold me captive, and Stop - i n h a l e the fresh May breeze in fugacious b l i s s * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: While trying to think of something for Mike's awesome challenge, I came up with this senryu...It's a bit cheerier and romantic, much like my recent poem, For Ruth. Enjoy!
Paul StewartPublished 4 days ago in PoetsIs the beauty of realism a facet of truth or the prescribed norm of society?
Is the beauty of realism a facet of truth or the prescribed norm of society? The beauty of the strides reckons itself like the clock work's step
Hridya SharmaPublished 4 days ago in PoetsSubmarine
Everyone is so worried about keeping their boat afloat In hopes life will keep them off the ropes But I’m just a slick and lean submarine
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 days ago in PoetsSavage
Just a savage Trying to live average But these scavengers are ravenous Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 days ago in Poets- Top Story - May 2024
Sincerity
True sincerity is the scariest thing to hear It hurts to have others truly know our pain To know someone that has stood in the same rain
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 days ago in Poets The Shadows of Whispering Pines
In the heart of the ancient forest, where the shadows whispered secrets and the pines murmured tales of old, lay the enigmatic Whispering Pines—a realm of mystery and darkness shrouded in the embrace of nature. Its tangled undergrowth and looming trees bore witness to centuries of forgotten whispers and unseen forces that danced among the shadows.