Petrichor wafting Flood waters are receding Muddy desert floor Dusty turns to green The dead coming back to life
By Gunnar Anderson7 months ago in Poets
I grew up learning how to shrink. How to hold my breath, how to fold myself into corners no one noticed, how to turn my loudest aches
By Zakari Runge7 months ago in Poets
"Hey, come look at this! Her and I have the same name… and the same birthday?"
By Lizzy Rose7 months ago in Poets
The Reaper and Life spend their days by playing chess. Life has not won yet.
Some days pass like soft shadows - light, fleeting, almost invisible as they move across the hours. They’re sweet while they last,
With your last breath You became more valuable in death than in life A land left in strife A robotic mourning wife Yet, in the haze of your final days
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
Glimmering steel swords Radiant green forest hues Beauty soiled once felled ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm7 months ago in Poets
We slowly trudge our way upward and the horizon above us is barely budged. The moments blur together into one long, unceasing toil.
By A. S. Lawrence7 months ago in Poets
Asking yourself why has become your personality Why did they say that? Why are they mad? Why did they leave? It is quite simple really
I see you in the way god intended you to be seen I sit idly by waiting to hear heavens music that you call your voice The sparkle in your smile when you discover something new
By Cadma7 months ago in Poets
Be careful with guardians of the heart For they will keep you apart Vexation of supposed protection A misdirection of feelings
I eat myself to feed my soul I roll with every toll Time laid out ahead and behind me Thoughts creating and destroying the fallacy of my reality
