there was the existence
of the end
but she took the road less traveled
life became her path
-milly ann
words
We are all one “REPOST”
POETRY, POETS & POETRY I LOVEOriginal and amazing poetry by johncoyote.com ☀️
I love love. I love everything about it. Just saying the word fills my little heart with comfy warmth and happiness. I love life, I love people and …
We are all one
Sailing to you “REPOST”
POETRY, POETS & POETRY I LOVEBy the Talented fauxcroft.com ☀️
I took a long sail Down your stream, A journey full of Your dreams, I sailed them To see everything, That made you so Utterly perfect to me. You have…
Sailing to you
vibrations running wistfully
but every human distant
light silently finished
we can rise again
-milly ann
once I started to fly
never touching the ground again
The unimaginable
now freely offers itself to me
what was my past life
that doesn’t matter now
this freedom
the pearl smell of rain
colors of a divine existence
my soul lives here
amongst angels
reaching
and this time never falling
never failing
always in flight to my own destination
where do you want to land?
how do you free yourself?
“REPOST” Strangers by River Dixon
POETRY, POETS & POETRY I LOVE
We speak of rebirth As the morning breaks around us Something had to die before the dawn Could take its hold on the frigid Unforgiving taste of …
Strangers
I HAVE A NAME
POETS & POETRY I LOVE“REPOST” ORIGINAL BY Keith Garrett
I HAVE A NAME! I am a man whom Is strong and feeling, I am, When my road Is traveled’ then power Is felt. Hopes and dreams’ keep me In stride, my …
I HAVE A NAME
Crumbs
POETS & POETRY I LOVE“REPOST”
Poem by a.d. matthias
untrammelled fingertips scratching for crumbs of dignity frenetically lurching for a morsel, searching across a society that’s failed no fraction of …
Crumbs
While Walking My Dog’s Ghost
POETS & POETRY I LOVE“REPOST” original poetry by the talented poet Robert Okaji
While Walking My Dog’s Ghost I spot a baby rabbit lying still in a clump of grass no wider than my hand. It quivers, but I pretend not to have seen, …
While Walking My Dog’s Ghost
“TAMED”
POETRYshe only spoke
when the wind danced
her song is sacred
-milly ann
