Kinmokusu·12 hours agoEmbracing the Unconventional: Discovering the Beauty in Being DifferentI don’t have emotions, so what? I don’t feel happy, or sad, or stuck. No tears of joy, or sorrow to shed, No highs or lows to fill my head. I am an empty vessel, it’s true, But I am not broken, nor am I blue. I observe the world with a…Poetry4 min readPoetry4 min read
Erin Manale·1 day agoThoughts on Timeby Erin Manale I can’t put into words the helplessness I feel as time washes over me. It makes me want to stay up all night. To sit outside and watch the sun rise and set and to do nothing. I wonder if it’s a longing for the past, or…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Shivani Naik·5 hours agoMy Father’s Old CameraWelcome to my first Medium post, dear reader! ‘My Father’s Old Camera’ is a poem that holds a special place in my heart, as it weaves together cherished moments and the simple, yet profound, joys of life. As I begin this journey of sharing my poetry with you, it is…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Franco AmatiinScuzzbucket·10 hours agoMember-onlycutlery as clothesshe wore nothing but a spoon in her ear and a fork around her leg… stainless steel hanging as an earring from the lobe, dangling with a string of brilliant pearls — and the fork, twisted silver, a garter to hug her precious thigh, walking tall, head held high, down a…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Possessed...·16 hours agoMember-onlyYou Are Unutterably Alone…says Rainer Maria Rilke. — The reward for attention is always healing. What is healed is the pain that underlies all pain; the pain that we are all, as Rilke phrases it, ‘unutterably alone.’ More than anything else, attention is an act of connection. — Julia Cameron, The Artist’s Way. Heeding Thoreau’s advice of six…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Dr. Fatima Imam·8 hours agoMember-onlyRescuedBy the magic of words Some might view it as an exaggeration. Some might take it as an emotional outburst. Some might indulge and read. Some might ignore it and move on. Nevertheless, it’s time to acknowledge. The power of words. The responses that nurture the soul. …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Isaiah Armendariz·12 hours agoDisassociationI’ve been spending majority of my time outside of my body lately Its like this, when things get too tough threads from my soul start to pull me up. Sometimes I even get to watch it all happen down below. The storm of my circumstance raging away. Ravishing my body. …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Amy GanserinMove Me Poetry·14 hours agoMember-onlyPoetryLife is the subjectPoetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
SUEDE·19 hours agoDue EastI used to think myself a sunflower; always chasing after Apollo’s chariot; always running headfirst into fire and light, fearlessly. I was young and green then, and shut my eyes tightly when darkness sauntered in as a sickness, in grave fashion. Fate or time woke me one night, in the…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
