Gratitude

Positive And Pro-Active
“Life is good — it’s up to you to make it that way.” It is our responsibility to make our lives “GOOD!”. We can show others
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff11 days ago in Poets
Healing in the Stillness
Loneliness is precious because only in that quiet stillness can you truly hear the voice of your heart. You have faced your sadness and shed your tears alone, with honesty. You accept them, knowing they are life lessons—a vital part of the journey. Only when you are alone can you truly grow.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 days ago in Poets
My dad and Sheeba take 2
My Sheeba, the Star of Our Hearts In the golden glow of afternoon light, Sheeba, the corgi, was a joyful sight. With a wagging tail and spirit so free,
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
Serendipity of Guava Foraging
Of all fruits, guava is special. My childhood house had many guava trees. They offered us snacks year-round.
By Seema Patel11 days ago in Poets
Mam & Dad
In the quiet dawn, I silently escape , To where memories of you gently spread. Mam and Dad, in heaven's embrace, I miss you both in this earthly space.
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
Entropic Love
Under the peeling, floral wallpaper, a wretched rumor of rot begins to rewrite the resonance in the room. Brown cigarette stains leak,
By Lolly Vieira11 days ago in Poets
The Beatitudes!
Blessed are the souls who walk in humble light, For heaven opens wide to them in night. Blessed are the ones who weep in silent pain,
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.12 days ago in Poets
Mother’s Day Roses
Mother’s Day Roses Mother’s Day arrives again, so quiet at my door, A chair sits waiting in the light, as it has done before.
By George’s Girl 2026 12 days ago in Poets
I Am Not Pregnant, I Don't Even Like Soup, I Don't Even Like Mashed Potatoes - I Don't Even Like Watermelons, (scoffs)... What !
Okay, a week before last week I heard the baby in my stomach ask for money !? Okay fine, a week before last month I heard the people grumbling about the problems of the child who ran away from home !? Okay fine, I keep hearing that MY child is driving 9,000 steps in the middle of NO - where hoping they end up somewhere !? WHO keeps doing this thing, who keeps asking me for things - I don't have a CLUE about, who keeps doing that !?
By 365poetry12 days ago in Poets
Faith!
Faith, real Faith, it's all we must to have - the peace in our hearts and strength to be so brave. Faith, real Faith, when paths will starts to wave,
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.12 days ago in Poets
Kids Need a Garden
kids don’t need toys but surely a garden like this to bloom their souls. Note: I had the dream of a garden. Just when the baby came, my spouse got us a house with backyard space. I turned it into a little paradise. Here she roamed. We enjoyed our time there, watering, planting, harvesting. The garden was beautiful setting for her nourishment of her formative years.
By Seema Patel12 days ago in Poets
BLESSINGS to Life and Liberation
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By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONS12 days ago in Poets