Please Stop The War. A little girl stands at the wire, her fingers thin and dust covered, curled around the sharp barbs as if the fence is the last edge
By George’s Girl 2026 a day ago in Poets
The Wound Of Words A mouth can be a weapon, Sharper than any blade held in anger. A breath becomes a storm, And a sentence falls like iron.
Strings Upon The Mind Who holds the strings above us? Who moves the quiet fingers? There are whispers behind thought, And shadows behind choice.
My words hang, pendants under this poem, attached by a slender thread, in their chrysalis container. * They begin this life barely a caterpillar
By Natalie Wilkinsona day ago in Poets
I want to say it plainly. No metaphors. No similes. I want to praise my friends. I want to tell the world how they save me.
By Tina D. Lopeza day ago in Poets
Arbeit Mach Freit. The letters stare at us - twists of rusted, wrought iron, flaking with age. I don’t speak German, but I know what these words mean.
By Maura Bernstein2 days ago in Poets
I showed him my crazy when I got ahold of his phone. Thumbs flying through numbers he swore he didn’t know. Texted each woman with a heart by her name.
By Tina D. Lopez2 days ago in Poets
Take my words, take my data, download and know me. Check me against all the scraped testimony From libraries, blogs, and magazine shelves.
By Ian Lund2 days ago in Poets
Something, I'm saying something as if this word needs enough messages !? Something, I'm saying that makes us want to know exactly what it is that makes us who we are, and what we should do !?
By 365poetry2 days ago in Poets
Say what you mean Mean what you say. Oh, how fond you are of beating around the bush - of treading warily. How weary that has become.
By Julie Lacksonen2 days ago in Poets
I walk the old path along the ridge where my papaw once walked. 🌿 I came here first as a child, small enough that the hill felt wide and the climb long.
By Tim Carmichael2 days ago in Poets
The Hand Above The Shadow A great hand hangs above the figure, Quiet, patient, and unseen. Threads descend through empty air,
By George’s Girl 2026 2 days ago in Poets
