There are angels on the subway With good intentions at the door Mixed flowers in a spring bouquet As feathers fall upon the floor
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
echoes of gray clouds from thunder that left your mouth reverb off the canyon a lonely and mournful sound rain drips like waterfalls
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Feather Balance. Led Weight. Blue Opium poppies, numb:er. Who will lay cenotaph wreaths, For the cross-fire kids? Collateral, for justifying?
By Paul Beckett2 years ago in Poets
Can it be helped?... Can I be helped?... or, will I be left?... fleeing from myself, all my unwanted thoughts, dangerous wishes and fatal wants‐
By JM2 years ago in Poets
Peace to everyone! I created this today after turning off the news. Sit back, watch the video, and dream of peace. ARTGURU
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
It's all a circus and I'm just an acrobat swinging along hoping there's a rope to catch. My greatest fear; falling down
Your name is carved into my bones the innermost part of my marrow A tattoo burned upon my skin, shows the keeper of my tomorrows
Here lies a collection of self dug graves from the tangled webs they wove. Strings of lies strung through the delicate fragile panes
I sit at my desk with all my tasks completed at 9AM, a dangerous occurrence, and I wonder, an even more dangerous occurrence,
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
I know, that no... I can't fall in love and I better not fall in lust - I've never had any kind of luck, really... and I'm all out of trust, so...
a heart, could it ever be tired? like my feet are from running endlessly finding shelter from a storm that won't end been carrying weight, lived searching for more
By Jui Han2 years ago in Poets
