There are no postage stamps that send letters
back to England three centuries ago,
no postage stamps that make letters
travel back until the grave hasn’t been dug yet,
The moon so glamorous she sits on her midnight throne. Watching her reflection in the glossy waves below. The ruler of the night with her wondrous shine. For she is the pearl of...
The fantasy is real, the voice was very urgent and told beautiful lies, silvery webs of nothing that curled around them like the heat of a soft blanket on a winter morning. Hard...
Is it wrong to remember
Those who brought us pleasure?
Those we were devoted to;
Those alliances that fell through?
Is it wrong to pine
For that other time?
Or to re-envision
The sun is sleeping quietly
Once upon a century
Wistful oceans calm and red
Ardent caresses laid to rest
For my dreams I hold my life
For wishes I behold my night
The truth at the...
six am and darkness still prevails
her casual morning disheveled shuffle to the coffee
still beautiful to me
and so entranced i loose myself in thought
Time, time, time it harkens the soul,
Reminds us as humans of our constant role,
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
To love, to care, to remember, to cherish what is and once was good...
You'd think that I would have posted a poem here lol. But really I write poetry, but only when I'm super sad :(. When I am, poems pour out of me with little effort and I'm told...
I always write my emotions and feelings down and it sounds like poetry to me.
Here is my latest
Someone on here suggested I try to write out my problem in poetry. So I did. I posted it as a question but had to cut out a stanza to do it.
Imagine being an...
My crude attempt at poetry, I've got a lot going on, and I thought I would be creative...
In her eyes I see a dim light.
That I pray someday will shine very bright.
In her stare I...
I believe that all of Rumi's poetry says, to love the creator is to become one with the creator. And through that joining, all other loves and hearings are possible.