They say there's a fire inside us all, And pondering this may be our flaw. But wouldn't we feel the warmth? Why does it feel so mundane, so
By Sady Bayne 12 months ago in Poets
Alone in the darkness, When I close my eyes, A soft lantern calls me, Pick up the stride Soft yellow light, Flickering on,
By Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)12 months ago in Poets
Walking through the city, streets that are new to me. I find myself overwhelmed with the next place to be. There shines a light
By Michael Owczarek12 months ago in Poets
Trouble, how would I define our love? Probably like a vintage lantern. It just feels so right within my life Yet is not without worry, concern.
By Adora Hooper12 months ago in Poets
Light from your heart enfolds me in a vivid golden glow, an amber love tendril encircling me. My lantern. Arms, hands, shoulders lift me, cover and comfort me, wooing me from my pain, I
By Andrea Corwin 12 months ago in Poets
You mean over there? No need to stare or is it in reality that there is a tear. Do you think that too much a jump? Or is it your imagination is just a dump? Oh come on don’t be such a frump or like the rest being just a grump.
By WrittenWritRalf12 months ago in Poets
Borrowed Dawn I woke before the clocks remembered how to count— the dark still warm from sleep, The birds are not yet convinced of morning.
By Milan Milic12 months ago in Poets
I do not know what or who you are, but I know that you Are. * That knowledge is hard won of my own accord. * (Sometimes I like to take
By David Muñoz12 months ago in Poets
fumbling through darkness calloused grappling threads of karmic weaves pulling shreds to find dead ends circling loops
By Kristen Balyeat12 months ago in Poets
We would never know what calm is without feeling the storm. We would never know what joy is without feeling sadness . We would never know what light is without seeing the darkness.
By Colleen Walters12 months ago in Poets
✨ A north wind blowing across me and I shiver Oh, but I've got fleece! ✨ Never thought I had a sensation thing but fleece
Awakening I groan grasping the cradling covers I fling them to the ground Unleashing a systematic pressure release Popping all my rivets
By K.B. Silver 12 months ago in Poets
