I kept you at arm’s length, like I had all the time in the world to circle back. But time isn’t kind— it doesn’t wait, it steals.
By Brie Boleyn7 months ago in Poets
The mixed emotions may be worse than grief. The worry for my father as he deals with loss, the freedom from her further harm,
By Kay Husnick7 months ago in Poets
stepping on holy ground behind the one, you can be found follow a light in the dark pawns will march for a monarch hear a story said aloud
By Lyrical Logic7 months ago in Poets
I walk the corridors where silence stays, Your shadow lingers, though the years decay, The echo of your voice will never fade.
By Alain SUPPINI7 months ago in Poets
How can beauty be stored in a single soul? How comes despair does not let us explore? What if we do not know how to mourn?
By Cristina Pomana7 months ago in Poets
She's gone, he tells me. The woman for years at death's door has succumbed, and despite my name following lies in her obituary,
If I die before I am ready let my body become wildflowers growing in the cracks of concrete. Let my bones feed the roots of trees
By K.M Anderson7 months ago in Poets
Poetry is my blood it's full of pretension, that's a word, don't look it up, it's a word. Trust me and trust my pen.
By Paul Stewart7 months ago in Poets
I have learned the art of gathering — not only apples bruised with sweetness, not only grain folded like gold into sacks,
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 7 months ago in Poets
when the madness came and the prophets roar’d petty fiefdoms laid fair Camelot waste, were you there, my friends, fore the nation warr’d?
By John Cox7 months ago in Poets
dance in crisp delight Chlorophyll lamentation naked trees evoke * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: Another entry for the Falling Leaves Challenge.
