I guess I’m lucky like that.I can find happiness in thedropping of a pine cone. In the city. In the woods.From the edge of my office chair.In a crowded pub with a corner window.A book in hand, and there I am,lucky enough to raise my eyes. -M. Taggart online at: https://mtaggartwriter.wordpress.com/
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Be The Sun – The Oldschool Harlequin (World of Harley)
I do wonder to myself,Is being nice such a strain?All humans struggle with it,Even this wretched clown,Humanity is programmed to choose himself,Niceness and generosity are akin to naivete, But why not be a strangers sun?Even during a stormy day,Be a reason for someone to smile,Give your loose change to a vagrant,Hold the door for anybody,DonateContinue reading “Be The Sun – The Oldschool Harlequin (World of Harley)”
A Breathing Story – Piyush Singh (The Perceptions Square)
A phenomenonwe can’t explain,A complex puzzlegoverned by no laws,Lying in a minutecorner of milky way,A tiny spectacletwinkling with delight,The precious , shimmeringThe story of our lives ! Written in the fabricOf space and time,A mural sketchedIn the vast breathing cosmos,Beating hard insideThe womb of chaos,Our precious jewel,The breathingStory of our lives ! ©2020 Piyush Singh atContinue reading “A Breathing Story – Piyush Singh (The Perceptions Square)”
Fragments 俳句 – Penumbra Haiku
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Apple Cart – Chris Nelson
Upset the apple Cart again And watched them tumble To the floor And from my perch I Saw you fall With nothing to catch you Anymore And as the thorn dug In my side I let the rose sink To its grave This tower that I Built on sand The remnants of all That IContinue reading “Apple Cart – Chris Nelson”
Untitled – Svelte (Blasé)
Afflicted Summer unseasonably violent blood runs hot then stops so cold I hear the rumours from a distance crackling in wildfires as I gather epistles delivered by the storm. – Jen online at: https://wired4more.wordpress.com/
Incandescence – Yassy
Incandescence I watch the sun rise In my cup of coffee, in Golden light of dawn, I watch sunbeams hue your eyes; Like sparkling gemstones You become amaranth ritual in my day . online at: https://yassy66.wordpress.com/
behind forbidden’s door – Michelle Cook (Her Writing Haven)
See what’s behindIn-between the creasesI cannot hideYou’ll see my realityThe truth that I faceThe depth of my desiresI dare not tasteEach sweeter than honeyThese visions I exploreYet locked in silenceBehind forbidden’s door © 2020 Michelle Cook at: https://herwritinghaven.com/ Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/fantasy-dark-gothic-dream-woman-4565555/
#Poetry: After the Reading – Robert Matthew Goldstein
My favoritecharactershave spiltmy gutsin public– Now alonewithmy ‘self’ though I amperhapsa prettylie. The globespins forthe sakeof tradition Gravitybindsus to memoriesand visionsof suddenlingering- death. Words and image (c) Rob Goldstein 1986, 2014, 2020 online at: https://robertmgoldstein.com/
New day yawn – PoetPas (Poetpaspoetry)
a new daya new beginninga new dawn more predictabilityand another inevitableboring yawn online at: https://poetpaspoetry.wordpress.com/
