I can feel you Know you are there Behind me Though you are a devil at hiding For sure you care not how long It takes Raking over the coals of our past
By Raymond G Taylor3 months ago in Poets
It's here again. Closer, louder this time. Before it could have been anything and nothing, others, this one, I can feel it before I hear it.
By Laura Jane3 months ago in Poets
Something dark trails my spine. It stays close, a grim shape that refuses to show itself. I feel it moving when I move, stopping when I stop.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
broken mirrors in my mind decisions I could never make chased down by shadows in the night colliding hopelessness and fate
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
I sat o’er peaks And loch and quay Outside the wee town Of Pitlochry Upon sacred ground Amongst standing stone And thistled paths
By Matthew J. Fromm3 months ago in Poets
When I was little Full of wonder and light I used to see monsters under my bed. They never spoke Never moved. Just were there.
By Chel Writes3 months ago in Poets
Is that all? Is this all we are offered? two colors, two choices, a narrow line between becoming and pretending? To survive,
By Samara Pollyana 3 months ago in Poets
😟😟😟 Why do I feel all this pressure? Is it why I was born? A caregiver, a housemaker, and a wife? What other mask must be worn?
By Rain Dayze3 months ago in Poets
My mind is trying to process every sense at once and trying not to pick them apart like lifting every voice from each conversation buzzing in my ears like gnats wings.
By Josey Pickering3 months ago in Poets
😧😧😧 On a jog with my friends, burning off our irritation. Mile after mile, everything was fine. Until we found ourselves in an odd situation,
They watch me every night The eyes in the woods glowing like golden embers They watch those eyes slow moving floating between the trunks of trees
By Jasmine Aguilar3 months ago in Poets
Here’s a riddle for you: If you don’t examine your past, how can you improve your future? * If you don’t pay attention to your mistakes,
By David Muñoz3 months ago in Poets
