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The Eagle With Hungry Eyes
The Eagle With Hungry Eyes The eagle watched with hungry eyes, above the hills where silence lies. It scanned the earth in cold detail,
By Marie381Uk 22 minutes ago in Poets
Shame
You bring me shame It doesn't mean I don't love you And I know you love me deeply But you hide me Out of fear And so I feel shame
By Karen Caveabout an hour ago in Poets
Foul air can still be warm
A full home pipes replacement costs nearly $15,000. I settle for the occasional sewage smell when the pipes drain too slowly, light an incense stick, then snuff it out.
By Eden Rowabout 2 hours ago in Poets
I'm "Cross-Eyed" - The Way He Makes Me Feel, I'm Like, "Dying" To Sl #$%. His Mama!
So like he said; "you're kind of sweet"! I said; what do you mean!? He said; "I'm a player, and you are the best person I can never have"!
By 365poetryabout 4 hours ago in Poets
Vesper & Angela
Invocation May this work find you where you are, and may you recognize the stillness in its lines. Let it speak without rushing, without the need to be perfect, only present. May you, like Angela, remember what it is to listen— to the body, to the pause, to the light and dark that hold us. And may Vesper guide you through the thresholds you’ve yet to cross, inviting you to stay, to soften, and to trust that you are already whole.
By Flower InBloomabout 4 hours ago in Poets
The Good Fight
We don’t throw plates in this house. We rinse them. We stack them. We argue about the sponge like it’s a religion. You say I squeeze it wrong
By Milan Milicabout 4 hours ago in Poets
The "COLD" Sore Problem, Like I Need Another Reason To Be A Jamaican - Brrrrrrr
99 problems, and now this chick decides that I'm going to be problem number one! 99 problems, and the way she tells me - I need comforters, like Mary need Moses, or was it Sharon meeting Jean!
By 365poetryabout 4 hours ago in Poets
A Time to Love, a Time to Lie
A Time to Love, a Time to Lie The clock moves slow when no one’s near A whispered name, I strain to hear He touched my hand, then looked away
By Marie381Uk about 6 hours ago in Poets
Seeking a Safe Place
“Create” (verb): to bring something into existence or to cause it to happen; to produce or bring about by a course of action or behavior.
By Pam Sievert-Russomannoabout 6 hours ago in Poets
January 24, 2026. Content Warning.
Saturday hands in view holding phone Protestor gun permit CITIZEN Masked agent made a choice Alex Pretti
By Tina D. Lopezabout 7 hours ago in Poets
Orange
Late-night phone conversation with my ex, who doesn’t believe in soulmates, fate, or anything that can’t be explained or measured.
By Tina D. Lopezabout 7 hours ago in Poets
How to Fill the Silence
Stop waiting for acknowledgment that isn’t coming. Open Google Docs. Create a blank page. Let your hands hover. Do not rush it.
By Alicia Melnick about 7 hours ago in Poets