The first light broke, and there you stood, aglow, A beacon soft against the waking tide. The earth spun slow, as if it too must know
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Infuse frost with a chilled, clear intellect Immunize it against all writer’s block Grant it the liberty now to select A language in which to its strange dreams lock
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Look upon us See our scars From battles past Yet, we are the ones that last No false platitudes Told we have bad attitudes
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
In the early morning sun, When summer’s beauty is undone, Frosted dew clings to blades of grass Turning each footfall into a crunch on glass.
By Callum Summers2 years ago in Poets
Introduction These are a few words of thanks for my wonderful Muse who is the spark and flame behind all of my writing. The beautiful "Thank You For Hearing Me" by Sinéad O'Connor is a perfect accompaniment to these words.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
I can make my large form invisible Through stealth, cunning and a touch of magic Which lets me hear your complaints, risible
An early morning in late November, Sees the sun cast sparkles across the ground. Hinting at the world's upcoming slumber,
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in Poets
"My Eternal Flame" In the warmth of your loving gaze, I find solace from life's busy ways. Your touch ignites a burning fire,
By Pooja Vishwakarma2 years ago in Poets
The change of seasons happens in the north In Florida the climate stays the same- The different forms of warm and hot come forth
By Barb Dukeman2 years ago in Poets
We are threads in a grand design, A tapestry of souls, intertwined. Each strand unique, yet connected we stand, A testament to humanity's fragile hand.
Come let's sit between the candles and dance under the drizzle of rain Let's embrace the star of the sky and dream of what the moon is
By Housekeeping2 years ago in Poets
I long for you For you are tenderness And you are safety And the oasis of my heart when it gets tired I long for you with the longing of the deserts
