Stream of Consciousness

Closer to You
The sparkling snow lingers in the air like fairy lights did over Oxford Street. Hot tea warms the American chill in my bones,
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Candlelight
I am but candlelight. How long will I burn? How softly is my flame? How bright am I? Does the metal of me melt evenly?
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Hitchhiking History, Up Mountains
There is a mountain in my mind, that I’ve never made the move to climb. In sober safety, my feet have been surrounded, by cement,
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
I feel, too much, too fast, too soon.
I feel, too much, too fast, too soon. Is it a balmy boon? Or a blasted bomb? In the making? Or for the taking? He rakes the leaves of my heart,
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
In Animal Town
There's a sticker going around running... say people are monsters of the town. They confuse submission with permission, and loves... Reporting cats and dogs, And their sex. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts Please leave a comment. Copyright 2024 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets
Triangle's Tale
Two people wanted each other but they never come close The middle man told each the other wants another Despite knowing the truth, both wavered no action was made from both enough to hold their ground The middle man rose on top holding them together apart
By Jui Han2 years ago in Poets
She is a Star
She is a radiant star, emitting light amidst the vast dark, Oh, how far her glow is felt, yet she hides her spark. Among countless others, she feels unseen,
By Annie Edwards 2 years ago in Poets
To be loved is to be seen
Letting someone in Letting you love me First means to admit I haven't been loved enough To admit how desperately I want it
By Amanda 2 years ago in Poets
Through the Open Door
Chapter is closing A brand new one is starting Tears dry in the sun
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Frustrated
F - For fuck’s sake, I feel let down by life’s twists and turns. R - Royally irritated, my patience wears thin. U - Under the circumstances, I feel majorly disappointed.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Time...
Life is fleeting. Something I realized with aging. One moment you are 22, going out dancing, laughing with friends, pushing the bad memories down deep and living your life moment by moment with little care. Then you're 45 with family, responsibilities, a job. Time becomes constraining. You can't do whatever, whenever you want anymore. You wish to be 22 again. But time doesn't go backwards and suddenly you are 63 with more time than people and plans. Days pass slowly and memories aren't made as often. It's odd how time can drag on at the same time it is rapidly running out. You wish to be 45 again.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
Heartbeat
And yes, it was yours. Synchronized to mine's rhythm. It was your heartbeat. +++ I had no idea that this could even happen.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets