Originally posted on Annie's Poetry:
In the gentle murmurs Of the deep waters of time There are invisible threads That bind us together In the silence You hold my echo In your heart And I carry your whispers In my soul © Ann Bagnall
Originally posted on johncoyote:
Rear-end of a so-call love. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime little is better than none. ?Rear-end of a so-call love. She poured the tequila andshe told me I’m the only one. I whispered..To the only one I’m holding tonight.?I ?kissed her ?tequila soaks lips. We engulfed in a laughter. We were just two…
Originally posted on I Write Her:
Artem Maltsev – Unsplash extending beyondleaving mother’s milk behindindependent now
Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
Contemplation?of the quiet mind… as it slowly rewinds the cascading waves of thoughts falling in an infinite abyss of feelings that drift in your eyes floating in the skies of everlasting dreams drifting with the winds of dark storms looming at the edge of the sea as you fly free in…
Originally posted on Annie's Poetry:
Micropoetry – Endings (7) Sighing whispers Brush across my cheek The music of endings Across a velvet night Sad and sweet A single Lonely voice Slowly Melting away © Ann Bagnall 2021
Originally posted on Kitty's Verses:
P.C :- Lucas Albuquerque During the sublime time of twilight, As day slips away after a hard day’s work , Along the banks of river, A flutist’s notes weighs through the picturesque city, Cutting across the steady waters flowing far and wide, Beyond the sturdy monument standing like a…
Originally posted on Wordifull:
Image by Firenzos from Pixabay To anyone watching she surely looked like a drunk playing and dancing in the driving rain Heaving and panting as she frantically twirled and screamed in the bitter cold But she does not feel the cold She is warm from head to toe with the delirious…
Originally posted on Mysterious Soul:
Some nights I listen to songsand cry rivers.Moon glowing white.Glazing silver garden of beautiful scars,sleeping birds and buzzing insects,and the infinite silence.The infinite silence within my mind keeps still. As the day and night collidesit’s the iridescent dawn out therethe Sun shows up its glinting rays.And the skyline smilessharply and…
Originally posted on Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose:
The card tells me to focus on a desire for amore meaningful life,to realise it’s time to move on.Make those life-altering decisions and brighten my path,accompanied by the sweetest songs. Hand in hand, will I be?Or strident on my own,wearing that purely metaphorical crown?Dangling with jewels…
Originally posted on Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose:
There is no longer any pressure,self-produced,to create nor feel,no rushing to the chopping blockwhere I must reveal my innards,to show something real. Instead, I can gently rest,not be concerned withthe haste, my imposed rush,because it is time to takesome time out for myself,I’ve been tiredand don’t…
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