The Dance Of The Night And The Day
Prose Poetry Their is beauty in both the Night and the Day. The qualities of both are on display everyday and every night. They take
"I never started a poem whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering." - Robert Frost
Prose Poetry Their is beauty in both the Night and the Day. The qualities of both are on display everyday and every night. They take
Should you ever gaze at the silent stars above and they begin to blink off one by one by wondrous one, do not be alarmed.
Do not put me on a pedestal,we are equals and equallyfucked up. Equally trying to find our truths.Equally seeking out that little bit of joy. Equally
How do you find your way in a lightless room?So dark — shadows fail to materialize. Hands outstretched, you feel your way to the door.
I always wondered what was in my pillow It’s soft and fluffy and brown When I asked my mom She said it was down This
Over the course of one day, a thousand of thoughts, time is restless, one thousand times you get hurt, Things can be bad, things can
A poem about the rest of our lives … Happily ever after isdeciding what’s for dinnerevery single night for the rest of your life. Happily
When you walk by, you’ve got the look of love in your eyes. I’ve got a clear blue sky. I love you girl. You’re my
The world needs great songs that present messages for people to hear. People are searching for so many things in life. A songwriter can always
I have read a book together with the Seagull He told me about different legends and myths Surprisingly, we saw on the beach a lost
God’s falling from the clouds, And guess where we are, Right underneath on the ground. Do you think he reflects, On all the good we
Buy parts for sale; Arms and livers and bones and hair. Buy them as your own, They’re yours to pretend to tell the tale. Take
I hear the rainfallIt sings a sweet melodyEach drop a new note Image Credit: Eutah Mizushima on Unsplash©Heather Martin, 2022 Leave a Reviewfeature0 Pros (optional)
On YouTube Lyrics “Truly Madly Deeply” I’ll be your dream, I’ll be your wish, I’ll be your fantasy I feel like I am your nightmare,
She brought me flowers Because she was sad She brought me flowers She didn’t have Any money Left to save But she brought me flowers
When you have tears filling your eyes Do not look upon this lowly earth Look upon the sky and its vast sea of stars For
Reminded me of The papier-mâché Hot air balloon project I made in kindergarten. It was cool to me then Because I couldn’t understand How the
Birdsong melodies surround me early in the morning inviting me to sit a spell (the birds are casting spells) their enchantment takes hold it takes hold
Listen to the echoes Of my heartbeat Flow-through the membranes Of your soul Hoping to penetrate In the highest levels Of the vibrations That we
I stood up to a pray the other day I raise my hands up to the sky I fall to my knees again I weep
Every man or woman has dream within themselves, to reach a goal in life, while there is still time left. They want to find an
I can’t live with myself, But who else will put up with me. I can’t leave well enough alone, But I also can’t just let
Music heals, marching kills, realism is over with, Try to deal with and conceal evening thoughts which murderous, Beg for start from the beginning, what
The cream does not always rise, It sinks and swims and struggles, Gurgling and gulping its juices, Straining to breathe and bathe, In the fresh
There was once a rabbit, running wild and free.He loved to skip and jump, as happy as can be.He lived in the meadows, having fun
The terror in those chubby little digits,The crippling, knee shattering glimmer,And the sorrowful joy conjured by that smile. As I hold you, and look down
by author I’m not having a Martha Christmas time. But I’m not much of a Mary either. I’m reminded on a Sunday -Emmanuel- God with
I have lived through troubled times, when I was down to my last dime. I have seen cloudy days, when the sun wouldn’t shine. A
I am the mirror of your life. I see what you see when you look into me. I look back into you showing the world
Pistol – cold and precise Handkerchief – blood and tender Lovers swapped deadly eternity on the Nile. Pistol photo by Unsplash *** Inspired by “Death
On a daily basis, shapes are formed… loose, wrong. How long? How strong? We stand on the ground of a ruined foundation, divided nations, Life
Dawn; blinds up and sun blazing, It’s time to die, just another workday. Dress up before the suit up, Walk out with the others and
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) —– When I wander alongside an idle sea, Alone but for myself and me, I rejoice in small serendipities, And only
Horrid mountains lie in wake, You can feel them in your young bones; Daunting tasks litter your future, Worn away by those who make it
I have been fascinated by nature and its patterns for as long as I can think of. My free time I spend laying on the
Time flew away Silently in the moments Of waiting for you, my Love. I do not want you to stay It is not some win
A light-hearted, playful poem and a reminder of one of the joys of having young children around! This is the tale ofWhere you have been;It’s
Sometimes a morning doesn’t begin the way we intend it to. This was one of those hairy starts! The photo is of the actual culprit,
A Haiku: Slow Down and Take a Breather The snail moves slowly as the sky begins to fall — Calm, steady heartbeat. Leave a Reviewfeature0
I am tired of failing The things I do not forget The pain and the pressure Made me regret But deeper inside me I know
What I know now about love I would’ve told you that Karma doesn’t matter. I know there are those who disagree But this is the
She is the sunshine to my darkness She is the end to my beginning She is the medicine to my disease She is the journey
I just read your powerful words Once again, it made your writer’s voice heard So many great sentences, that it’s hard to highlight Your ability
I keep my special secret My secret keeps me warm and unlike all the other lies I’ve told, there’s no need for alarm They’re all
You don’t have to go to a fancy college to get a good education. I’m not saying that you shouldn’t go to college if you
Morning is the time for stress, evening usually good for sex, one subject replaces the other, slow graduation from son to a father, misery makes
*** Words matter, and incessant arguments can be the death of a relationship. This poem describes that sad situation. *** You have stored Such lousy ammunition
Image by Author The breeze blows strong through leaves of greenHot sun is out in full.Towards the floor, falls seed unseenHelpless to the pull. The
Let me call for help,And never be heard,Roaring in my bed,Next to a sleeping spouse. I wish to enjoy the sound,Of silence tearing my throat,Rasping
Are you visited by your muse, or is she your constant companion? What form does she take? Do you know her appearance or her voice?
I loved you long before I met you But in the end, it seems we never meet I was amazed by your soul that strengthens
Prompt theme: “Hope” I hope you step on a Lego when you least expect it. I hope you step in a deep puddle and soak
Come little ones,To woods and hide,Don’t be afraid,You’re safe inside. Don’t look behind,Just walk on by,Plug your ears shut,Don’t hear them cry. They don’t love
Passing it down Image by Author Upon his bed the old dog rests,So tired from the day.The workload on the farm now tests,Brings out more
Maybe I wasn’t loud enoughabout my desires—or was I too quiet?I never could tell. Life—a tightrope walk of extremes,fleeing to the shadowsafter too many days
On YouTube Lyrics Some songs always make me remember things I want originally forget. I love this one especially because it stops me to go
like the earth is yawningmouth open, eyes closedin the somnambulant birthof a chasm between us our divides are wide open—wounds, suddenly festeringin a place where
Walking in the UPS Store, I’m excited All three retail cashiers look delighted Helping their customers get what they need I couldn’t wait till it
Please wait while the list is being populated, estimated, emancipated and the more frustrated you get, the more animated the pictures of hatred. Become so
What shape of a man do you want, To be when you wish you weren’t? A lesson you can embody within, Lived rather than learnt.
It’s simple.I start crossing the streeton my own and before that, I’m supposed to look left andright andleft again.I take one step forward andno step
I remember floating, though I am sure I was running, flitting from here to there unable to decide where to be. No one experiences FOMO
I look at my girl’s Barbie It is indeed cool How perfectly tiny Like the mill in the hill Of artificial beauty That today’s people
A poem about pink elephants and life lessons Photo by J Lee (@babybluecat) on Unsplash – https://unsplash.com/@babybluecat Crisp, cold air Colours everywhere A young pink elephant
I want to know what love is by Foreigner – Youtube video Full Lyrics “I want to know what love is” I gotta take a
what would be the point of getting that all down. who would benefit, who would be impressed. not me, not you. maybe me. maybe for
[TW: Self-Harm, Mild-Violence/Gore] I had to shove a pair of scissors up my nostrils the other day, As there was a lingering, longing smell that
When your eyes are soaked in all the nuances of light, maybe it’s time to close them, just for a little while… (Rock’n’Roll in a
You can live a good life by being free to choose what and who you become in life. If you can choose your job or
Poems I wrote in quarantine, part 3 Men like kingpins falling from on high Every day a new story, new victim. Hold on, hold on.
She was exotic,Fully formed from the formless,The foreign lands,Far from my own,Of age and mystery. She came up,Out of the holy waters,And my tongue stumbled,To
Kill me slowly with your concern Kill me gently with your kindness Rip my heart to pieces with your love Make the pain light with
There is an effortlessness to who you are that you cannot capture. No hacks or morning routines — no filter or chant will call it
A Narrative Poem The sky was the bluest of blue on the day that I met you, Sapphires pale in comparison to the color of
Another gray December day I don’t blame her these last years for not wanting to stay We are left with tears. A December year of
A woman went into the woods,Though born in a city,Raised in a home,She can be found,Only where she found herself. Few go in with her,Fewer
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) —– “Write me something,” teacher says. What? But I have nothing in my head! “There’s no such thing as writer’s block,”
Happy mood today Reading the Zodiac Enjoying the fake fact About meeting the soulmate That seems somehow away From my life, or unavailable? Time fly
Now he unfolds silk upon her cold, cold grave. He is giving her the dresses that her young heart once craved. While she was living
Tired… sat down at last from battles for the knowledge of Manchester, Newcastle’s pigments in the air, it always will be there, past modesty and
I watched a K-drama It looked romantic Men showed attitude To be with a woman In keeping red laces From one heart to another All
Within all of us the heart beats with its own rhythm. This rhythm flows with the emotions of the heart. When we are happy the
Some people may try to steal your money. Some people may try to steal your car. Also, some people might try to steal your land,
Oh no! What have I done? My happiness has been stung By a major error There’s nothing in my mind except terror It ruined a
I’ve been here before In the house that never sleeps It used to sit at the end of a dirt road Sick and alone Kids
When I grow old Lady without stats I will own Three dogs Three cats And a home Husky Beautiful as a painted glass German Shepherd
Sasha sees the girls with their pretty hair, straight and light, and she wants to pull it. She wants to pull it because she sees
I always thought it would be cold and dark at the bottom. Someone had told me it would be. But it is still possible to
It is a time of endless possibilities, A time of new beginnings and a new hope. Youthful exuberance lies abundance, You and I, together with
I wish I was bold enough to stand up for my heart So when she came running I’d know how to slow down the tears
I am grateful I met you Even I knew we were a deadlock Seven years younger You were not exactly a man But most like
It’ll be gone soon, That’s no excuse for now. Just because it ends, Is no reason to rush. You can’t live your life, Years spent wondering how, You’ll go like
Diving into Triolet I found that Poetry form today on Medium and I decided immediately to try it. I sat with the crow on a
Favorite Song In A Poem I like that song. I am a very physical being and I want to feel deep emotions. But the lyrics
Bouncing off the walls from one side of the padded room to the other, whatever love brings I won’t share with another, it’s useless why
You are the only one that can decide where you go in society or the world. It is left up to you to try and
The dawn of the uncertainty. The dawn of change. The things of the past are no more. The things of the future await their chosen
A Nonet — We were teenagers when we first met, He came up to me and said “Hi”. I was drawn into his world, Charmed
Little blossom, the world is dying but there is hope. Sitting in the car on a forever trip from a polluted cesspool of trash piles
Would you like to dance with me, in the air? A state of insouciance, a life without care. Leave a Reviewfeature0 Pros (optional) Type new
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