Depression, 2020 September 20, 2020December 20, 2020James Tyler 0 I haven’t written a poem in a long time. The words were missing, lost children. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
a non professional Rick September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Anum Sattar 0 a non professional Rick* ran off without tipping for milking his dick Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Domicile of Frangible Branches September 20, 2020December 20, 2020S.T. Brant 0 Describe us in eternity, Eros of those running beasts Death dreamt! That seek lucidity to see the bottom of this lake where your kin’s… Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Haiku: Buddhism September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Gerard Sarnat 0 fiddles with fixing ancient genetic baggage Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
It just turned out that way September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Scott Stephens 0 An early evening autumn reverie. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Long Gone September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Phil Huffy 0 A lakeside campground lies deserted after many years of service. Such places are best viewed at dusk and should be examined respectfully. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Weighing the Evidence September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Alan Cohen 0 Another way of seeing good and evil. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
I believe a universal love is quite possible September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Rosa Arlotto 0 In the midst of Black lives Matter protests and Aboriginal Lives Matter, I believe a universal love is quite possible. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
This Love September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Ode Clement Igoni 0 This poem is a modern sonnet highlighting the love a man has for his heartthrob. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
deathdefying September 20, 2020December 20, 2020RC deWinter 0 no point in kneeling down on rough stones Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Some Are Not Meant For This World September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Nolo Segundo 0 This was written after reading about a woman suffering from depression who was released from a hospital without anyone calling her relatives. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
A Fitful Dream June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Scott Stephens 0 Some sleepless ruminations Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Warrior Spirit June 21, 2020September 20, 2020M.T. Bennett 0 In the spirit of William Ernest Henley’s poem “Invictus.” This poem is a call to action, a dare to face trial and overcome. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
sunday mourning June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Edward Canavan 0 temples and fragments strewn about the clouds Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
What am I drunk on… June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Rosa Arlotto 0 Inspired by a prompt that was handed down to me. The fact of the matter is that poetry and literature are an escape to the realities of the world. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Love in the Time of COVID June 21, 2020September 20, 2020David O'Connor 0 “Love in the time of COVID” is a meditation in the midst of a crisis on feelings of powerlessness and the human spirit. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...