Stream of Consciousness

The Next Right Thing
The coolest dude I ever met, the one man who taught me more than anyone, * was named Diego Mondragon. * I met him on a train called the Texas Eagle,
By David Muñoz6 months ago in Poets
The Invisible War
I know I’ve been quiet… more than usual, more than I ever intended to be. And I’m sorry for the way it may have felt like I disappeared. The truth is, I didn’t leave, I’ve just been trying to survive something I didn’t quite have the words for until now.
By Zakari Runge6 months ago in Poets
Kafka. Top Story - April 2026.
Early April evening; New York balcony Spiritual download: Kafka KAFKA KAFKA... I know the name somewhat. Generalities; not enough
By Marilyn Glover6 months ago in Poets
Fall of an age
It’s easy to send pawns to war When you’re sitting on high as king. But when the rooks and knights forever rest The pendulum begins its downward swing
By Edward Val6 months ago in Poets
What If Tomorrow Never Comes?
We are all so full of bravado, accepting of what comes Every day we expect to wake up and go to sleep Each day we work and sometimes play
By Calvin London6 months ago in Poets
I'll Be Your #1 #2 Pencil
Being lonely and numb is manageable, but being lonely and emotional is nearly unbearable. Tuck me into the protector of your shirt pocket,
By Rowan Finley 6 months ago in Poets
Robins And Cardinals
melodic chirping fills the gaps between synapses tranquility comes ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm6 months ago in Poets
Me and You
I leave with a heavy heart: Every time I say goodbye it saddens me to see the tears behind your eyes, and I hate to bring you pain.
By Edward Val6 months ago in Poets
𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥
I got to see the sunset There were no clouds So the sun got the entire sky to herself As darkness settles in She is still painting the sky
By Colleen Walters6 months ago in Poets
OF POLLEN AND SEEDS
I am not religious. Nor am I a believer though like many, 99% began life in a church somewhere and thus, in some way, have been touched by some kind of religion. I find it difficult to reconcile the picture by Voyager taken 37 billion miles from Earth as it barreled its way out of our solar system to an importance implied to our "pale blue dot" by a nameless, faceless god. But i cling to shards of faith and hope in Karma and reincarnation as we rape and sully the beauty of this world. Peace
By Victor Mendez6 months ago in Poets
Horse and the fly
I have walked these roads again and again Longing for love and those I might call friend But the paths set before me are not easy to endure
By Edward Val6 months ago in Poets
fear of failure
Fear of failing Of being alone Fear of not having a kind voice inside, at all. Fear of silence, Of crawling things. Fear of being stuck, being left to think.
By Ruby Red6 months ago in Poets