Stream of Consciousness

The Unobserved State
"The clock has struck three, the coffee is cold, and the shadows are beginning to speak. Welcome back to the desk of The Night Writer, where the stories are brewed in the dark."
By The Night Writer 🌙 8 months ago in Poets
How to Fill the Silence
Stop waiting for acknowledgment that isn’t coming. Open Google Docs. Create a blank page. Let your hands hover. Do not rush it.
By Alicia Melnick 8 months ago in Poets
Where It Really Starts
Before screens glow and numbers move, Before ads speak or products prove, There is dirt under open skies, And quiet hands with open eyes.
By V8 months ago in Poets
I Screamed Today
I screamed today I screamed today because tears no longer sufficed I screamed because I couldn't see an enemy to fight I screamed because I could no longer keep that inside
By Shirley Belk8 months ago in Poets
The State of Our Union
The Emperor wanders his hallways at the White House, a modern-day Nero screaming into an electric void of his own construction, a gathering place for
By David Muñoz8 months ago in Poets
Proper Poet, Proper Prick
Am I a proper poet Or a proper prick Why can't I be both _ Okay so I don't rhyme Not much anyway But that's no crime _
By Paul Stewart8 months ago in Poets
Promises
I truly know that these same words that I am about to meekly say, Have been told before by others when they try to win the game.
By Alex Torres8 months ago in Poets
night-long laments
the first instinct is to fight scream at the top of your lungs tear through the time and space with your bloodied hands to bring them back
By kanioshki8 months ago in Poets
Wish I Could Write More
So the words are coming to the brain But not out on paper Not where everyone can hear it Not where everyone can read it It comes one great line at a time
By L.I.E8 months ago in Poets
𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕤
my needs are 𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊. reciprocated 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 with 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙 at the center. ✨ not 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙 or fancy presents, just the 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 of
By Colleen Walters8 months ago in Poets
Nest Building... And Other Home Truths That Don't Exist If We Look Away From The Mirror Quick Enough
Discretely, She builds a new nest with care, Gently nurturing a new landing spot, Nourishing new connections, Her platonic compliments create space for another to enter
By Rudolph Lingens8 months ago in Poets
Ecstatic Generic Wor(l)d
The beauty of Truth,Adoring Adonai wise,Grandeur of Greatness!
By Diana8 months ago in Poets