Ode

(sighs) I'm different - I am, are you??
He stared at me, I know he thought I said something - but.. I don't know, I need friends!? I don't know why it's difficult to explain - "NOT" being ATTRACTIVE!?
By 365poetry16 days ago in Poets
Official Notice: Preservation of the Heart
Attention. This is an official notice to all residents of the inner landscape. Your heart requires daily inspection. Neglect may lead to quiet corrosion, unnoticed at first, creeping through thoughts like fog through a forest.
By Sound and Spirit17 days ago in Poets
Can You Help "Me"? I'm Trying To Understand Oxygen - The Reason Things Aren't "Mixing" Properly - I'll Give An Example!
When did you hear me say hello, when did I say it to you? When did you hear me say goodbye, when did I say it to you? When did you think, well it's about the vocal chords, isn't it??
By 365poetry17 days ago in Poets
If I Have To Linger
I hope when I’m gone I don’t rattle chains or doors, I hope I learn the language of dust and quiet corners. Let me haunt a bookstore—
By Brie Boleyn17 days ago in Poets
Lord Jagannath
I am Hindu by birth, and not religious. My readers might come from other religions, but it does not hurt to know each other’s epics.
By Seema Patel18 days ago in Poets
Floating Heart
My heart floats outside my body Somewhere in the ether Wandering Drifting through the world Scarred and battered Torn and tattered
By Atomic Historian18 days ago in Poets
Where Light Learns To Speak
Where Light Learns To Speak The rose did not arrive to be admired or owned, it stood within its own red thinking, calm and exact.
By Marie381Uk 18 days ago in Poets
NOTICE OF CONTINUED OPERATIONAL STATUS — UNITED STATES FEDERAL POLICY
This document hereby declares that enforcement actions of Department of Homeland Security remain in effect. All relevant agencies are instructed
By Cadma18 days ago in Poets
Under The White Moon
Under the white moon of December The year is coming to an end I look back and wonder How much of it was pretend How many fake smiles
By Gail Fredricks18 days ago in Poets
AUGUST 1976
I was listening to some reaction videos on the internet the other day when I "re-discovered" one of THE greatest and uniquely American songs I have ever had the pleasure of hearing. I forgot that Arlo Guthrie comes from a sturdy stock of great folklorists-namely his father Woody Guthrie. I associate Arlo with "Alice's Restaurant", so much so that I forgot he is an exceptional storyteller in his own right.
By Victor Mendez20 days ago in Poets
~Instructions For A Feeling!~
"WARNING DON'T READ THE FOLLOWING, TO AVOID FEELINGS AND LOVE AT ALL COST!" Denial of those emotions, The things that make you feel...
By Jennifer Cooley20 days ago in Poets
You Can Sleep
Introduction I was talking with my Muse, and she began to feel sleepy. I mentioned this meme, and she said she had seen it too:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 20 days ago in Poets