Stream of Consciousness

I Can't Comment, My Dears
Letting Go of Individuals... This is an essential skill That one should cultivate throughout life And is a vital tool for achieving mental freedom.
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
It's Spring Again
The smell of Spring, the hawk that cries, washes away all of last years lies. The quiet home, its empty spaces, love is filled
By Amy2 years ago in Poets
Deep Breaths Now, And Chill
fromthemomentofarrivalonthisplanetwehavechanceswehaveopportunitiestomakesomethingofourlivessomethinggoodsomethingindelible breathe so as to catch the air in your mouth in your throat in your lungs
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Portal to Imagination
A magical place Words become chapters in books In mind's library.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Grave Born
Born under a new moon Bathed in pressure Stuck within an earthen chute Craving one second Of glorious glistening noon Normalcy
By K.B. Silver 2 years ago in Poets
Respect Pathas
He is not like you Does not mean ''he is bad'' He thinks differently from you Does not mean ''he is stupid'' He does not do the same thing as you
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
Sunflower
I am sorry but is this seat taken ? I don't mean the chair but to actually sit with you. I have things to say but being forward
By Harydo Neon2 years ago in Poets
Soulstice
Soulstice N. the moment you realize you have become a different person, marking a shift in your inner landscape. The ticking of the clock
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Lessons Learned
You said you'd never do it That you would never put me through it But your actions couldn't prove it and you did it anyway
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
"ALTRUISMS OF AN AGING EMPATH"
ADVENTURE & EXPLORATION Travel, excitement, novelty, discovery, challenge, spontaneity, playfulness. HEALTH & WELL BEING Self-care, physical health, mental, resilience, balance, energy, vitality, rest & recovery, emotional well-being.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Spring Blues
Early in the season of hope, when life renews With the last of frosts and the first of blooms Before the days are longer, I get a case of the blues
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
The Incredible
"The sky is the limit" means nothing in our lives, when we already aspire to the heavens daily. When our steps are guided from beyond the sky, the sky becomes simply a beautiful kaleidoscopic backdrop to hang the stars on, while the sun and moon faithfully take their place at sunrise and sunset.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets