Writing

A Futile Prospect

A Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madnes..

I can still see your light

A Fallen Star

A Poem by fluffythoughts

A fallen star, fell without a sound.The brightest star, buried in the ground.The most brilliant light, dimmed so fast.Colours drained, a faded photogr..

My Gold Star

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..

My view on war, and those who seek glory, or benefit, from horror, indignity, and hate.

The moon, the sky, will be your guide

A Poem by Adnan Asim

The moon, the sky, will be your guide The stars at night will take you home Again, where the wind blows, and the time flows And the wind blows a..

Sleep Tightly

A Poem by alex

Hundred one, hundred two, hundred threeOnce again I'm counting the endless starsTwinkling beautifully but for some reason they feels sadNow I know, on..

Super Nova

A Poem by Kathrine Rethorn

You never see their end until its too late..

Super Nova (2)

A Poem by Kathrine Rethorn

I wrote two versions of this poem. I wasn't sure which one I liked more.

Star-Waiting

A Poem by TheJordBaker

Star-waiting between desert hills; at first dark distant suns blossom like spring daffodils. By morning light they wilt as if under first frost of..

25. CHOWCHOW’S RETURN

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson

The final part

The First Christmas (free to share)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

The First ChristmasbyMichael R. Burch’Twas in a land so long ago . . .the lambs lay blanketed in snowand little children everywheresat and watch..

Christmas Poems

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

The First Christmasby Michael R. Burch’Twas in a land so long ago . . .the lambs lay blanketed in snowand little children everywheresat and watc..

hey pete

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

hey peteby Michael R. Burchhey pete,it's baseball seasonand the sun ascends the sky,encouraging a schoolboy's dreamsof winter whizzing by;go out, go o..

Archaic Torso of Apollo (Rilke translation)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Archaic Torso of Apolloby Rainer Maria Rilkeloose translation/interpretation by Michael R. BurchWe cannot know the beheaded godnor his eyes' forfeited..

Shine

A Poem by xJEWELSx

As a little girl growing upshe imagined the picket white fenceshe never thought her life would beFull of so much pretenceShe dreamed she'd be a pop st..

Rilke translation of "The Panther"

A Story by Michael R. Burch

The Pantherby Rainer Maria Rilkeloose translation/interpretation by Michael R. BurchHis weary vision's so overwhelmed by iron bars,his exhausted eyes ..