The Conscious Stream

Coursing around stones and rocks
Dug from unknown biases
Changing the direction of the flow
To find a less resistive path

Your Loving Moon

Never able to turn and look away,
My stare frozen by the energy,
And as each night breaks to day,
You pull at me constantly.

The Shore

Just one small grain of sand…

Whittled Words – Ottava Rima Poem

With an Italian origin, the earliest known use of the ottava rima poetry form dates back to the fourteenth century, when the form was introduced into the Italian literary scene by poet Giovanni Boccaccio.

Looking Back

If given some say by would be fate,
Change things in my life, a second chance,
An opportunity to skew my current state,
And in some small way my life enhance.

Tarry Not

And regret you may,
That you chose to stay,
When you could have run…

Sunny, Sunny Day

Sunny, sunny day,
Whispers carry clouds away,
Hope carried on yellow ray,
Amidst a sky bright and blue.

Paper Checks, A Modern Fable

I am not sure if it was genuine interest or just the desire to sit for a few minutes…

Winds of Change

There are smallish moments,
When our lives seem to exhale…

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life