Gratitude

The Shape of Staying
The Shape of Staying They lean into each other without effort, time resting gently across their faces, lines and marks like quiet maps,
By George’s Girl 2026 6 days ago in Poets
The Good, The Bad, And The Strange
The Good, The Bad, And The Strange The good is found in passing eyes, a look that understands, A quiet nod in crowded rooms, no need for grander plans,
By George’s Girl 2026 6 days ago in Poets
A Moment with an Emerald Fly
I’ll never forget one simple moment, years ago. I was trying to meditate, raise my consciousness, and then a tiny little being flew down to my hand.
By Gabriel Shames6 days ago in Poets
She’s Writing Again
Is she really back in her writing mode? The way she disappears and comes back like nothing happened needs to be studied I get it writing takes time
By L.I.E6 days ago in Poets
I Can't Get Angry, Fight The Good Fight -------------------Sometimes, Life Was Not Meant For Me To Share Time, And Energy With You ----------- --- Tough Skin - I Am "Tougher" Than YOU, Okay !?
I am not really squermish, but I like this image !? Masculinity is hard to pronounce, but in my religion, they are NOT allowed !?
By 365poetry6 days ago in Poets
I Committed This Crime - Intolerance...
I hate the sky - I can't see it from where I'm sitting !? I hate the bag, that makes others see the sky - hahaha that's not funny, but good try !?
By 365poetry6 days ago in Poets
Backyard Recharged
We evolved for one environment, and now live in another. Stress is inevitable, and it is hazardous, it can steal all joy.
By Seema Patel6 days ago in Poets
Urban Nature Haiku
I walk by flowers Leaves of wonders and awe Legs trenched in magic.
By Maya Or Tzur6 days ago in Poets
From Sadness to Self-Love
You’ve finally started to move forward. You were stuck for so long, listening to the same excuses and waiting for the same inevitable outcome. Finally, you realize: you can never truly get used to sadness, and sadness can always find a way to get worse.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 days ago in Poets
Hope Where Bombs Fall, Poppy of Memories
Hope Where Bombs Fall, Poppy of Memories The sky once burned with falling fire, Steel rain carved the trembling ground, Walls collapsed into hollow dust,
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Poets
Don’t Crush the Poppies
Don’t Crush the Poppies Heavy boots press into broken earth, Each step a story the ground still keeps, Mud remembers the weight of grief,
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Poets
Prayer
Lord, teach my restless heart to wait in peace, To trust Your hand when storms refuse to cease. When shadows rise and doubts begin to grow,
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.7 days ago in Poets