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Sauna
lungs filling with steam sweat beads springing from my face splat on cedar boards
By Tina D. Lopezabout 6 hours ago in Poets
The Price of Healing
Healing is temporary ruin - often, a complete collapse. It's slow, quiet - a whisper on the breeze. Then, suddenly - a deafening thunder that you can't deny.
By Toriabout 7 hours ago in Poets
Flowering
Geard processional bride to be walks with grandpa her life starts today ``` Author's note: The cover image inspired my haiku. My youngest daughter, Blessed, was married a couple of years ago, and the photo I captured of my father walking her down the garden ("geard" Old English) wedding aisle will forever hold a special place in my heart.
By Marilyn Gloverabout 7 hours ago in Poets
Right To The Crispy, Crusty Edge
We will return to our regularly scheduled program in just a moment. ** my fingers tingle with fierce anticipation at the prospect of digging deep into the emotions I have kept polished
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 7 hours ago in Poets
Trees in a Storm
Bent by heavy winds, Tangled branches scrape and catch, Scattered leaves take flight. Yet my roots are deep and strong, Holding fast against the storm.
By Archery Owl about 8 hours ago in Poets
Friends
Friends are interesting creatures We share A kindness A love A joy Sometimes fear Sometimes jealousy Sometimes pain
By Archery Owl about 8 hours ago in Poets
Also Zones
Following on from my last post about gently getting myself back into the swing with Found Poetry, here's my next one, I went through my last complete notebook of my free writing - and chose alphabetical sentences so first sentence beginning with 'A' then moving on until I found one with 'B' and so on so on...
By Alyson Smith about 8 hours ago in Poets
Wrestling in the Dark
You pull back Wincing For you have been wrestling him all night The light of day brings fresh pain Your chest and back are scratched
By Archery Owl about 9 hours ago in Poets
Colorectal Cancer Awareness
There is a channel that moves through the body, coursing, deeper than breath, and sometimes along its winding passage, a holler pools where the flow slows.
By Tim Carmichaelabout 9 hours ago in Poets
I Don't Know
she calls on the wind masked as my indecision and I hesitate
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 9 hours ago in Poets
Cold Summers
The loneliness of the summer. - I travel to and fro I bring my wares to you my heart wide open while you remain cold. -
By Reece Beckettabout 10 hours ago in Poets
Sights and Sounds of the Season
Birds migrate and sing Ice cream trucks play loud music Kids have fun outside
By Margaret Minnicksabout 10 hours ago in Poets