Sometimes I don’t like waking mid-dream Glimpses of other lives Other possible realities They’re why I don’t look in darkened mirrors
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I try not to think about it But it’s hard at times like this When I feel like I realize who you are I am the lock And you are the key
Angel of the Deep Hidden in plain sight Shifting sands and waves Draw in the fools and the brave in equal measure A creature of beauty and grace
Gossip and rumor and innuendo Have always beguiled and befuddled us But the present age makes it hard to know What is true or false or fit to discuss
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for April 2024 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here. https://www.rattle.com/ekphrastic/
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)2 years ago in Poets
The arrow of time keeps pointing forward… or is it? If the gods wanted to for once and for all torment humanity, it would be enough to make them conscious of the trespassing of dimensions. Change. Time.
By Matt B.2 years ago in Poets
Yesterday I had a dream come true Yes! It is true I was a strange child Disneyland was never in my plans I had a brain filled with full octane
All I want is to be intimate with you To know all your thoughts and feelings To know the real you To see your scars And remind you of how beautiful you are
The vice of a pretentiously peaceful abode. Abundance in its beauty, the truth of innocence it holds, Nativetey oozing in every breath of its ounce, the beauty of childhood beholds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Some contemporary minds seem so smug Dismissing the soul as a quaint, old myth Sweeping sublime strangeness under the rug
I slosh between slush that coats everything between here and there. Dust settles in waves of multitudes between the rainy haze that peppers the ocean ice,
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
Who determines the cost of betrayal? How highly do we value loyalty? Should the traitor expect a portrayal Sympathetic, or marked by great beauty?
