How am I to decide Which way I am Which way to go I come up from the water From my icy oceanic depths Clutching the jewels of my Mother Gasping as air like fire Sears my lungs Threatening to rip me as… more →
Pythian Gamesrevolvermaedle wrote 1 week ago: …still keeps the doctor away. like a kiss, they say. here’s to and from mahmoud darwish, … more →
revolvermaedle wrote 1 month ago: thanks to wordle.net for brightening my rainy afternoon. it’s an encouraging little toy, even … more →
themoonandstars wrote 1 month ago: How am I to decide Which way I am Which way to go I come up from the water From my icy oceanic depth … more →
themoonandstars wrote 1 month ago: As a mom You are never lonely Someone is always with you Especially if you need to potty Someone al … more →
themoonandstars wrote 1 month ago: I know you So clear So dear So thorough You’ve been in my dreams Whistling Singing You’ve come d … more →
themoonandstars wrote 1 month ago: Stepping out of the mist Rising up from beneath my mountain There drips the cool rain Splattering t … more →
themoonandstars wrote 1 month ago: The snake crept up on me Did it see me As there I lay Was I hidden Deep within my slumber Curled up … more →
revolvermaedle wrote 2 months ago: I write poetry because the English word Inspiration comes from Latin Spiritus, breath, I want to bre … more →
themoonandstars wrote 2 months ago: It seemed like such an easy thing. Red ink. Swirled and pressed. Pounded within my flesh. Marking … more →
themoonandstars wrote 2 months ago: Wrap me up in your long arms Dragging me under Stroking my hair As we drown within Drawing up dee … more →
riverleigh wrote 2 months ago: The Traveler Though my hands are busy with washing pans My soul is away from home. It travels the … more →
revolvermaedle wrote 2 months ago: this lady’s been an exciting and desired kick quite some times. oh, angels, keep the windows o … more →
riverleigh wrote 3 months ago: I am as old as eternity I am as young as birth I am the dynam and embryo Challenging the bonds of e … more →
Heather Blakey wrote 3 months ago: The penetrating vision of a clear, intuitive, creative mind lights a path, within the void, to the … more →
riverleigh wrote 3 months ago: My lips are numb, and from my throat there comes no limpid, lyric note. I can not breathe an air alo … more →
gwenguin1 wrote 3 months ago: Lighting a Chain Lanturne May 27, 2008 My friend, Shiloh, (you remember Shiloh, right?) introdu … more →
kvwordsmith wrote 3 months ago: by Kerry Vincent (c) 2003 If I had another 9 lives to live…. I’d eat more kitty treats a … more →
kvwordsmith wrote 3 months ago: (inspired by the Pablo Neruda “I write the first faint line…” prompt) I write the … more →
espirit07 wrote 3 months ago: sacred by the sea stands crisp white sanctuaries built on memories of Minoan past and heavy volcanic … more →