Stream of Consciousness

New Year, New Me (Hopefully)
Last year was for my existential crisis Last year was for overthinking Last year was my vicious cycle of doubt Last year was for second-guessing
By Sarah Loyd2 days ago in Poets
𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤
It was exciting to start choosing which 75 poems to send to the publisher but now it is so hard to have to re-read about a love like
By Colleen Walters2 days ago in Poets
A List of Somethings
For better or worse, here’s the list that I have of “somethings” in our way. 1. The thing about money is it comes and goes. Even the best effort may mean you still don’t control it. So it could be treated differently. That’s something.
By Gabriel Shames2 days ago in Poets
Cry Me a River
When my father died, the house did not collapse. It continued its small obediences; the refrigerator humming, the clock insisting on seconds,
By Lori A. A.2 days ago in Poets
Things I Don’t Do Anymore
I used to be constantly on the go, whether cycling or by train. Rushing, with too much to do, eagerly moving towards the future.
By Moon Desert2 days ago in Poets
𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤
✨ The early stages... Martin will see the pages of my life's poems. ✨
By Colleen Walters2 days ago in Poets
Sunday turns into Monday
End of weekend day, Pressure of another week… Now a hard day’s night.
By Gabriel Shames2 days ago in Poets
Nonsense Poetry Contest
Author's Note: Poem a Day in February (PaDiF) is fun for everyone who joins in. There are prizes for placing like pictured above, their are booklets that have your poems in. I write poetry every day on PaDiF for fun and for encouragement. I am not entered in most of the contests. This year two regulars stepped up and donated prizes and agreed to be my partner in this endeavor. We will get a new writer on occasion. I have fun with the regulars all year long as we have one day a month where we rhyme. Below, please find three poems of the five that placed:
By Denise E Lindquist2 days ago in Poets
One Summer
One summer, lying on the grass Looking at the wandering clouds I wonder where they head to Shattered, still moving Either it's the destination.
By Mubarik Ahmad 2 days ago in Poets
𝕚𝕗 𝕚 𝕕𝕚𝕕
✨ If i wrote you a love song how would you take it excited and energetic or sad and sympathetic would there be new energy
By Colleen Walters3 days ago in Poets
Ripples
Insect hovers over the surface of still water a tentative splash a remembering question from another language lives above water
By Natalie Wilkinson3 days ago in Poets
The Day that All is Well
Don't you long for a time when life's problems are few When living in peace is what you get to do No constant worry about this thing or that
By Justiss Goode3 days ago in Poets