There are stars that fall, and stars that stay - you are the kind that lights the way. Not loud like thunder, not proud or grand,
By Zakari Runge5 months ago in Poets
In that brilliant Caribbean light we took his body to a wall (a unique burial; all for respect and faith made right). My mother spoke to the priest
By Kendall Defoe 5 months ago in Poets
Sunsets behind clouds Casting golden rays of light Chilling summer skies
By Gunnar Anderson5 months ago in Poets
Petrichor wafting Flood waters are receding Muddy desert floor Dusty turns to green The dead coming back to life
I grew up learning how to shrink. How to hold my breath, how to fold myself into corners no one noticed, how to turn my loudest aches
"Hey, come look at this! Her and I have the same name… and the same birthday?"
By Lizzy Rose5 months ago in Poets
The Reaper and Life spend their days by playing chess. Life has not won yet.
Some days pass like soft shadows - light, fleeting, almost invisible as they move across the hours. They’re sweet while they last,
With your last breath You became more valuable in death than in life A land left in strife A robotic mourning wife Yet, in the haze of your final days
By Atomic Historian5 months ago in Poets
Glimmering steel swords Radiant green forest hues Beauty soiled once felled ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm5 months ago in Poets
We slowly trudge our way upward and the horizon above us is barely budged. The moments blur together into one long, unceasing toil.
By A. S. Lawrence5 months ago in Poets
Asking yourself why has become your personality Why did they say that? Why are they mad? Why did they leave? It is quite simple really
