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poem by N H

Bright; iridescent Trapped in a feeling A spark, ignited A glimmer in the dark Evolving; inconsistent Slowly moving The spark, now animated Making its mark Light; intermittent Tranquil, but never fading Flickers till it'... Read more

poem by Ms. Micki

Would you recognize me passed my olive skin and hazel eyes? Could you see through my skin? Where we once knew each other Can you see the past lives in my eyes? Would my scent confuse our history? Where time was boundless and I wa... Read more

poem by Nairobi's Poetry

Our hands intertwine To connect more than our hands To connect out minds And our spirits Read more

poem by Julius Brian Cruz

The curtains shall fall, as well as the fading night. Sleep makes a call, yet preoccupied by peerless sight. Beneath these empty halls, trickles a ray of light. The zenith of beauty, the endless darkness of the night. . . Behind... Read more

poem by dan miltz

Being and becoming are creations Of indispensable creative imaginations No being is, yet as it is perceived Needing to be seen to be retrieved Infinite as nothing, fixed as numbers Eternal insofar as one remembers © daniel mi... Read more

poem by dan miltz

Wind spit come a down in buckets Abiding in solemn Scotch mists Components of an overwhelming tempest Seek shelter before thrash out Or dance under the rain chuck down © daniel miltz Read more

poem by dan miltz

In Mexican Isla de las Muñecas Spirits are a sway Into sobbing island, midway Green terrain, outstay Hanging dolls, clanging On mantled, sky high, racking Most shockingly, unearthly Ghastly hairy, extremely, scary Their eyeb... Read more

poem by dan miltz

Back age of brute creation 'n herbage beholders Hominoids have stayed for bodiless years Jumbled brains on battered shoulders With rash of lacking space frontiers On brief planet lay all the bone souvenirs For countless, cove... Read more

poem by dan miltz

In stormy backwoods Windy wail in huff 'n puff Thus, no leaves rustling Tumbling to the drizzle ground Desolate leaf settle down © daniel miltz Read more

poem by dan miltz

Writing in pitch-dark pitchy, I begin Upon the daily stroke of silent pen Touches my words, across the nightly sky My inner self meets spirit'd lullaby A silent space, is a nice lonely place O' where an altar sits in poet gr... Read more

poem by dan miltz

Natty disasters sitt'ng in boneyard wing Hidden rolling shadows re-occurring Tumbles down the rain that does rapture bring All sodden on a golgotha fog·ging Utterly a murky shadows about Danken swollen teeth beyond the tomb ... Read more

poem by dan miltz

Again, afresh, with each new sunlight ray Once more, over and over, I do pray I ponder, think, and a write, all long day Ahhh!.. anoth'r encore into universe Of poet chance to ident'fy with verse It may have, a new kind of an e... Read more

poem by dan miltz

It's the beat era It's beat of the heat It's beat deep to keep It's beat start of the heart It's beat frown and beaten down It's the beat generation fascination It's beat truth of the youth It's beat faces to the places It... Read more

poem by dan miltz

It's a sixty four square board divided fight Chessman rise, move among spaces out·right It's high contrast, black and white We sit over a table small Making moves with our brains to a forward crawl Both keeping mysteries to a co... Read more

poem by dan miltz

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poem by dan miltz

O' Cold Winter raises its frosty thumb In the gusty squalls, and the snow drifts from Winter sun strikes brightly, sits and lingers And delightful in radiant fingers Shine quietly in wintry complexions Quiet wind tossing teasin... Read more

poem by dan miltz

A dream builds its own world Its complete with a past O' as long as you stay asleep Its complete with a future We know that a dream can be real Or is it, that reality can be a dream O' as long as you stay awake and dream Work... Read more

poem by John Prophet

It slips in at night. Stealthy and low at first. A few flakes pick up speed as the first low howl can be heard. Wind howls against the house, branches scratching at the window like a cat trying to get in. Heavy wet snow can be hear... Read more

poem by John Prophet

What is truth? We live our lives being told what is true. Truths in science fall by the wayside when new “truths” are discovered. But, how true are they? Religions will tell you their truths. Problem is, few agree. So... Read more

poem by John Prophet

What is God? What is a god? It’s all relative. It’s all semantics really. To those who wandered this globe fifty thousand years ago we’d be gods. Would those who live fifty thousand years from now be looked o... Read more