Holiday

Graveyard Tour
Walking into the graveyard, scanning the actors that stand by the headstones. In the air, catch a breath of the crisp leaves and dying grass.
By Seashell Harpspring 2 years ago in Poets
The Place Where The Living Come To Free The Dead
The kaleidoscope of vibrant kurtas and shimmering sarees fills the Ghats, as hundreds line the banks of the sacred Ganges River in Varanasi, which is thick with the ashes of millions of bodies, freeing their soul from the cycle of birth, death, and rebirth.
By Natacha Pierre2 years ago in Poets
Sensing Halloween
I see the costumes and decorations. Did you hear that? It’s October celebration. Unhand me. I love the taste of candy. I also smell it through the bag, no brag, but
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
On healing in gallant echoes
I ponder over the hues of the zealous beauty of the sky, In the yonder of nothingness, time in its mirth passes by. The heavens and the earth, the kindness and the ugliness both coincide with their fate,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Ferry
Feeding seagull, as they soar in motion. Such a beautiful sight in flight. Enjoy the sound of waves crashing and thumping the ship's bow at night.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
Ooey Gooey
Feed me the ooey-gooey caramel fear That sticks to the back of my molars With the threat of choking me to death. . Pile my mouth full of candy corn
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Sacred Breath and Alignment:. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Sacred Breath and Alignment: Embracing Infinite Abundance INTRODUCTION In the fast pace of life, it’s easy to lose sight of the abundant wisdom and resources that are always available to us. This meditation is a reminder to pause, breathe deeply, and reconnect with the limitless potential that lies within and around us. Through this practice, we invite transformation, clarity, and the unfolding of our deepest desires. Every moment holds the power for profound growth, and in this space, we recognize the sacredness of now—an opportunity that will never be repeated. Together, we align with the infinite source of life, love, and abundance, ready to receive more than we can imagine, with grace and ease.
By Denelsia Walker2 years ago in Poets
Sensing October
Yes. The fallen leaves can be seen. I hear the candy bags for Halloween. I also smell the pumpkin spice. Accompanied by pie that tastes nice.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Sunshine
Driving Radio on Another poem Another stupid line Because you are my sunshine The thing that keeps me from losing my mind
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Weight
Strapped in my vest The weight crushing my chest Why does life always feel like a test Trapped in the vestments of life
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The witching hour
‘Tis that time of year again, the witching hours upon us. To sow the seeds of mystery, of horror and disgust. Trick-or-treaters walking hand in hand, dressed in clothes of the macabre,
By Mat Barnsley2 years ago in Poets
The Five Sense Of Summer
Touching the grains of hot sand in front of you Seeing the sun shine, above you Hearing the sounds of seagulls chirping, behind you
By George Hall2 years ago in Poets