Consequential Circumstance | The Vision of Poets

i am afraid that i will forget days as soon as i live them so i make lists to force myself to live to force myself to remember that i did live (that i was alive) (because is it really living, this?) recoding everything i have ever done like it has any meaning at allContinue reading “Consequential Circumstance | The Vision of Poets”

Spreading Wings | The Vision of Poets

Spreading Wings It’s hard to feel the words When you are dying Locked inside the vault Of your own skin It’s hard to reach for verses When your arms can’t reach for grace While DNR’s lie inked Beneath the pen It’s hard to find the rhyme Inside the rainfall Locked within the pain That fogsContinue reading “Spreading Wings | The Vision of Poets”

Poems Upon the Pond -Michael33

There were poems Upon the pond Rhymes across the river Vestal verses Too close To the fire… Parchment singed In the silence Of words unspoken Pens full of ink Fractured by time Untouched By human hands Yet poetry still lingers In the breeze Through the branches Of the willow In songs Of the sparrow WithContinue reading “Poems Upon the Pond -Michael33”

Caught in the Net —Samantha Harris

Caught in the Net – Polypropylene Mesh My anger today will not go away It is so hard to live Every movement a reminder of what they did People assume choice They only listen to their same voice Paint me with the colours that they know Advice to look outside Oh, that wondrous place, TheContinue reading “Caught in the Net —Samantha Harris”

Little Free Photos

Anthony is off writing somewhere distant. I am still here randomly, discovering new voices, sharing original pictures for poem prompts, listening to bird song. How is your summer? What is capturing your imagination?

Little Free Photos

Trying something new!! Leave some descriptive words in the comment section. Take some words with you. Use the inspiring words in a poem. Post the poem on your blog. You are welcome to use my photo in the blog post. You can share the blog link in the comments so we can visit your blogContinue reading “Little Free Photos”

Making Beauty (The Beholder Knows)

“A child’s life is like a piece of paper on which every passerby leaves a mark.” -Chinese Proverb Every word I read on WP is shared here with good intention to pass along words of encouragement or healing or spur on thought. To have us look beyond ourselves and see others. To imagine a worldContinue reading “Making Beauty (The Beholder Knows)”

A Lonely Pinwheel —Jay Bleu

A Lonely Pinwheel Spins in the Wind at a Grave: Someone Remembers. By that Graves, He Walks. He’ll Never Have a Pinwheel. . . Already Alone. While His Cheeks are Dry. A Thousand Tears Flood his Soul Distant, Lonely Stars. Read more —Jay Bleu aka The Fragrance Writer

Work of a Different Kind Beckons —trE

sleep doesn’t hold me close this morning, it left me hours ago– waning in the mystic light hovering over the flutter of birds’ flight I remind myself that work of a different kind beckons & rest will drape me in its hold when the day becomes lifeless & old. Read more trE @ acorneredgurl.com ThisContinue reading “Work of a Different Kind Beckons —trE”