Our house is Hades, where the dead wade in; We sit for stale communion, sour with doubt; Drink hollow wine, a vinegar of sin;
By Pixel Floyd4 months ago in Poets
The light burst forth ahead Revealing empty time and space Spoken into the world what was said All of creation perfected in its place
By Sarah Danaher4 months ago in Poets
The halo of my golden years Brings honeyed tea and hope, cookies glimmering with heart. "Shine your life with love — be yourself," she says,
By C C Farley4 months ago in Poets
Lights like a fire, burning brightly It’s the fun of an exciting flight Bursting forth into the flames of delight My heart skips a beat and flutters quickly
The idiot house is mad, it spins, it claws, its chicken legs tramp rust and splintered bone. The wheel keeps turning, careless of all laws,
By Iris Obscura4 months ago in Poets
I've lost sleep over you, even my mind the world keeps spinning, I wish it would still I scan each room, your face I never find
By Daniel K4 months ago in Poets
Two souls are dancing in the evening light Matching each other step for careful step While their song plays long into the night
By Gunnar Anderson4 months ago in Poets
As a kid I lived in books in the words between the lines I loved the characters with souls that crook’d- neither devils nor heroes, but harder to define.
By Raistlin Allen4 months ago in Poets
I conjure worlds where we could still belong, Where every word I should have said rings clear, And build cathedrals out of what went wrong,
By Tim Carmichael4 months ago in Poets
Glittering wings fly high into the sky Fairies dance with birds, flittering and flirting There’s no time to be shy, they need to fly
By Reb Kreyling4 months ago in Poets
If you have a question, why don't you ask? Why must you introduce it with this cry? Posing a question is a simple task Complicating it thus, my nerves will fry!
By D. J. Reddall4 months ago in Poets
My mem'ries drift to the shadowed morning. When the sun shone through the curtain rushes, And their stark shadows stretched in deep longing.
By Callum Summers4 months ago in Poets
