It is time for the transformation. It is not goodbye, rather a new beginning. There could be a small rally. That is a normal happening, a short delay.
By Andrea Corwin 14 days ago in Poets
Live lots of life, sprinkling lessons in a jar. Let them simmer for decades. They’ll reach new heights of umami. After 50 years, dispense your wisdom at will.
By Stephanie J. Bradberry14 days ago in Poets
Prayers for safety, prayers for peace,
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast14 days ago in Poets
Been a while I did my thinking Relationships I know It’s sinking Why go through that when It’s fake I do know one big mistake
By Haychie_Artist14 days ago in Poets
If ever the world grows loud and cold, And the stories of old begin to unfold, Step away from the noise and the light, Learn the soft language of the night.
By Shazzed Hossain Shajal14 days ago in Poets
There are too many thoughts for one body. They move in circles, wear paths into the same places until the ground gives in. Patterns arrive before intention. I react and call it instinct. I leave and call it safety.
By Tifani Power 14 days ago in Poets
His hair was long, straight, and black this time. Usually, his eyes were all white with pinprick black pupils. The eyes. His eyes this time were all black shine, like a shark.
By Amanda Lyons14 days ago in Poets
Neat. Clean. Tidy. Kept. My roses always bloom I eat smiles for breakfast Hope is my chaser I drink it down really fast when despair attempts toxicity
By Marilyn Glover14 days ago in Poets
The bubbles peek up at me Part rye Part bread flour Yeasty touch of sour C o m f o r t I breathe in As my hands pour flour into a bright white
By Michele Nampalli14 days ago in Poets
First, you must whisper the secret. Maybe no one else will believe you, but you know it is true. You are surviving in a world that cannot see you because you became invisible.
By Claire McAllen14 days ago in Poets
“Where there is love, there is no room for fear.” “The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.”
By Zakir Ullah14 days ago in Poets
Everytime I go outside, some person seems to think it's normal to work in the country I live! Everytime I go outside, some person seems to think I'm attractive!
By 365poetry14 days ago in Poets
