“Bridges mean nothing to those with wings…” love that line!
By D.F. Parizeau In the silence between hurricanes, expired passports and paper planes, I’ve spent too many days contemplating my retreat; bridges mean nothing to those with wings. The pain of leaving sits crimson in my chest. Must I fall before first flight? Skin raw from each defeat: I jump, I fall, I fly.
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What do you think the B stands for? “I’m not one of these people, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut, there are some gay people that won’t like you comparing being bi to the same as being gay.” Good observation. However, I specifically said non-heterosexual in my poem, or did that bewilder you? Besides, I thought it was LBGT? What […]
Found on the Drabble and wanted to share this gorgeous piece.
By Siobhan Atkins Who knows the weight of a collapsing star I only know it has crushed me After holding that space alone for so long My arms have given way and folded Concertina-like Against this brittle cold Where even the promise of supernova is extinguished
2 most excellent poems from Burning House Press that I highly recommend everyone read!
Shadow I’m an optimist with a shadow who pops in now and then Just to let me know he’s still around. He lies dormant like a bindweed vein in winter, Waiting, Watching for that glimmer of light Always looming, Anticipating his chance to make an entrance
Sharing this poignant piece from a writer I just started following.
kneeling on the line head down a nod to fallen comrades lovers sisters brothers fathers mothers sons daughters friends defying the red white blue facade the home of the free is a lie at home huddles of angry people are quick to condemn those who want protection from the state’s brutality you are more worried […]
The following poem was originally featured at my other writing blog here. My friends and I did a poetry writing challenge in which we wrote pieces inspired by music from Florence and the Machine, and created Floetry. This piece has a particular structure on the page that I cannot replicate through WordPress because HTML is hard, so instead, I give you a photo.
Aside from taking inspiration from the song “Spectrum” and making a poem for the girls we met at the concert we’d attended that May, I’d also written it not long after the events of what happened at Pulse nightclub in Orlando. The poem turned out to be kind of a tribute to that as well, so I thought I’d share it with all of you.
Hello followers and readers! For those of you who may be in Broward County, FL or know someone in the area who is interested in poetry readings, I’ll be doing my first ever with Poetry & Talents: The Power of Forgiveness. The link to the Event Brite ticket page is below. Please help spread the word and thank you for the support!