Tags : Prose

summer died in dampness

summer died in dampness

A Poem by ghost


“summer died in dampness,” my dad once said, it has stuck with me.
chanting to Limos

chanting to Limos

A Poem by ghost


I sat in the back of the theatre, not quite alone, yet very, very alone. There is a prominent emptiness somewhere deep, a sensation that is entire..
Night At Sea

Night At Sea

A Poem by Abbe A


sailing
The Birds

The Birds

A Poem by Abbe A


the use of birds for heaven and hell and as harbingers of the future and the past
The Value of A Horse

The Value of A Horse

A Story by Abbe A


a story of what happens when horse meat is more valued than the live animal
Toe-tagged and Ready

Toe-tagged and Ready

A Story by Abbe A


was for a contest where you interpret a photograph, so this was my take on a photograph by James Bernal...
For The Steady Course

For The Steady Course

A Poem by Andre Peterson


Some sit close, while others sit closer. Be still young one, for it's never over. Because if wishes aligned with the promises we made, no wisdom wou..
Something

Something

A Poem by Richard William Mueller I..


It's definitely... something.
Panglossians Theme

Panglossians Theme

A Poem by Andre Peterson


You came into my life and I didn't ask why. And at the time, I was flying high with jet trails spiraling along in the sky. And I'm guessing now I wa..
11/26/2021

11/26/2021

A Poem by Andre Peterson


I wish I could tell you how well you look like no other man can explain. But the other men speak louder. Leaving my voice to trail off once again. ..
Poems Don’t Translate

Poems Don’t Translate

A Poem by Ken Squires


I’ve learned that poems don’t translate through the generations I can speak of family problems and not fitting in, my age group and yo..
Corridors, Windows, Doors

Corridors, Windows, Doors

A Poem by Brand_T


Are we just in a rat race? Are we looking for some savior? Are we the source of our own madness?
Restless

Restless

A Poem by Ally Ann


When will I be still? Maybe when I stop running
Fishing for Answers

Fishing for Answers

A Poem by Ally Ann


finding meaning in the simple act of swimming
My mother's loathing is my own

My mother's loathing is my own

A Poem by Ally Ann


Is it love or generational self-hatred
Oh Romano, Romano, Wherefore Art Thou Romano

Oh Romano, Romano, Wherefore Art Thou Romano

A Poem by RickthePoetWarrior


A little Pecorino this Taleggio of 'ould...
Liquid emotion

Liquid emotion

A Poem by Ally Ann


I cannot stop identifying with the lake that helped raise me
Failure is just hope in disguise

Failure is just hope in disguise

A Poem by Ally Ann


Failure is inevitable, but so is growth