Stream of Consciousness

skinny. Content Warning.
i know what he tells my friends, refreshing all the rumors at the mill. i am here for one thing, or three: captivated, infatuated, in a limerence.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Trust Issues
My heart‐ deceitful above all things. Can I trust the very thing in me that pumps life?... If it's willing to lie to me to see it's own will?...
By JM2 years ago in Poets
Colorbleed
She stares at the sea As it fades from brilliant blue To a quiet gray.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
The Electric Bill
The lights‐ they won't turn off. Every bulb, every lamp, I've flicked every switch, downed every dimmer, pulled every fuse,
By JM2 years ago in Poets
To the Depths. Top Story - September 2024.
"This is an end," she cried stumbling down the steps of the burning monument screams of shock echoing through the waves of sea-foam, tears - and yes through her very marrow -
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Poets
Doubtful Curiosity…
Black Einstein with a brilliant mind I’m curious but not as furious of this unique find… Similar but different I’ve captured an indecisive picture… Two sides to this wonderful mind, strong words soft lips that adjusts certain words that seem to curve to the ear that listens… Instead of settling something counteracts and the so called facts evaporates… The necessary remains unclear having me fear what’s supposed to be crystal clear… Unfortunate disconnection I come to a conclusion to end this curiosity that could have been a disaster… focusing on my own mind that I’m sure a cure will surface fixing the infection of imperfection…
By Janelle Griggs 2 years ago in Poets
σπέρμα
I felt the big bang - it was explosively exhilarating; tasting wild river, of rampant, racing competition, hearing symphonies swell, music egging me on, cheering passionately,
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
a rainbow of bliss. Content Warning.
i never knew that half-full, rose-colored glasses could make me feel so blue, so green with envy at the grass and the red brick unbroken home,
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Goosebumps And Giggles
your fingertips create goosebumps inside me the taste of the giggle's, tingles my tongue the sound of your laughter fills my heart with joy
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
I have to get normal
I get that it’s 2024 and we’re supposed to say everyone’s perfect the way they are—even though we actively find ways to make people recognize something new they just just change—but I think if I just kinda grabbed pieces of myself floating around my body in colorful electricity and simply tied them down, then I wouldn’t be sitting here alone and panicking right now.
By when I write2 years ago in Poets
Vulnerable. Top Story - September 2024.
I am scalded. The water burns away the nightmares, And coriolis pulls them, whistling, through the drain I am soothed. The steam reeks of shampoo and used towels
By Daniel J. Heck2 years ago in Poets
The Eternal Struggle of the Human Spirit
Throughout human history, the tension between freedom and confinement has shaped societies, ideologies, and personal lives. Whether we look at political revolutions, social movements, or individual stories of triumph and despair, the battle between these two forces is ever-present. Freedom and confinement are not just physical states; they encompass mental, emotional, and existential realms, influencing how we experience life and interpret the world around us.
By Jassica2 years ago in Poets