The crack of a window, the light pouring, sweetness in warmth just like a mother's kiss. Yet still in your bed, the darkness gnawing,
By Leigh Hooperabout a year ago in Poets
I dare not compare thee to a summers day For I stumble into midnight in those eyes, No innocence transacted when they stray
By Obsidian Wordsabout a year ago in Poets
***Authors Note: The song I listened to while creating this poem is Dark Side by Kelly Clarkson.*** Darkness and light combine into me,
By Chloe Unfilteredabout a year ago in Poets
Love, it was the light I found in you once. How could I be so naive and proud dear, To always be there and keep you so near?
By Olga Melmanabout a year ago in Poets
your secrets are seeds, growing in my field bearing the rain to be warmed by the sun wild desire and willing weeds to be pulled
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Love binds me where it hurts, both sweet and stern, A shining chain that dazzles, then deceives. Its fire consoles while making spirit burn,
By Tim Carmichaelabout a year ago in Poets
Ceding to the traversing dance of life and take my hand as my favorite weakness Dipping in shadows, consuming the light sheltered from the storm, until it passes
Low and Behold in surely scattered spaces Mind, Heart and Body left with imprints it erases Time passing by illuminated with enchantment
By Nitsuaabout a year ago in Poets
I ride beneath a sun that scorches gold, Each mile a prayer, each shadow born of flame. Her whispers haunt the dunes—so soft, so bold,
By Tony Martelloabout a year ago in Poets
“Fueled passion; flames and dies—ash and cinder scattered across the night skies.” The fire once raged, but left its mark in dust,
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzalesabout a year ago in Poets
"Ash is the script the flame leaves behind." The fire withdraws, its language bending low, each crackling voice subsides to muted song.
"The earth remembers, and the sky awaits." The roots sink deep where silence keeps its store, they drink the sorrow buried in the clay.
