Stream of Consciousness

A Long Poem
Long Longer than 3 words Longer than 3 lines Don’t even have to rhyme Purposeful writing Opening minds Emotional expression
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Where you spend your time, that's where the flower of your life will bloom.
A passage that supported me to reach the shore Where do you spend your time? Where do people's flowers bloom? Don't look around.
By Lunaabout a year ago in Poets
Am I… Obsessive?
A character in a favorite book of mine once said, “I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.” It was one of those strange, indescribable moments
By angela hepworthabout a year ago in Poets
these future mornings of old
when a ray of morning sun shines upon my face pressing a soft kiss of warmth to my temple I know that day has come again and what a blessing it is—
By angela hepworthabout a year ago in Poets
Amber. Content Warning.
Take a bit of time to think about what has gone by, Was it all worth the trouble of pretending happiness, This substance is more fluent than time itself,
By Tambourine Manabout a year ago in Poets
I am afraid of monogamy.
I am afraid of monogamy. How could this be when I love so deeply? Indeed, I am afraid I may be unfaithful. I am afraid that I may settle.
By Katerina Petrouabout a year ago in Poets
tRUSTicide
You appeared sweet all dazzling smiles, a rosy glow, as if sunlight favored a MUSE. Soft on the outside, easy to hold,
By Komalabout a year ago in Poets
Measure for measure a rebuttal to breadcrumbs
What is reciprocal behavior? Reciprocity is a social norm that involves in-kind exchanges between people—responding to another's action with another equivalent action. It is usually positive (e.g. returning a favor), but it can also be negative (e.g. punishing a negative action) (Fehr & Gächter, 2000). Feb 21, 2023
By Gerlinda Pierre ( @BoostandPoofs13)about a year ago in Poets
Imperfection
Trees grow in odd shapes, The ground isn't always straight, Fences can be rough and worn, Your shoes won't always last in a storm,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
Ink Drinker
I feel the fires stoking blasting me in waves bathing in the radiation absorbing your daytime energy heat within me simmering
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
Rising
Golden glow of Hope Arises to shatter now Strongholds of darkness. + + + Amen
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
Inter-view 93
So you want to see my darkness and how dark I could be? (No, don’t go there. Not again. We really shan’t.) There was a time in which all the roses were calm, eclipsing to the sunrise as they waved to the moon goodbye.
By Laura Rodbenabout a year ago in Poets