i found an old box of moms christmas decor in the back of my walkout closet i sat in the living room watching tv when i finally decided to rummage through it
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
The Day Silence Learned My Name Subheading: A poem about loneliness that finally spoke back. By [Ali Rehman] Silence was never empty.
By Ali Rehman3 months ago in Poets
Denise is joining an acrostic request by Susan Every day is Christmas in December an Caroling is a part of what makes it feel like that today
By Denise E Lindquist3 months ago in Poets
He does not come with banners— no brass, no cavalry of angels clattering down marble steps. He arrives like a rumor whispered
By SUEDE the poet3 months ago in Poets
May you be mindful of why we celebrate mankind's special event Enjoy your family and friends, truly take-in each smile, laugh, hug
By Shirley Belk3 months ago in Poets
Introduction I found this in a Facebook article which explains the real legend, but I am just going to use it as a short Ghazal.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA3 months ago in Poets
She held the promise of heaven in the curve of her trembling hands, a miracle wrapped in swaddling cloth and laid upon the straw-soft land.
By Hannah Lambert3 months ago in Poets
I am Hindu, from rural India, and as such did not celebrate Christmas, but it was important, and we were part, let me share a warm experience.
By Seema Patel3 months ago in Poets
The air is crisp, the snow descends, A hush upon the world it lends. The streetlights wear a golden hue, Reflecting back the stars anew.
By tee hot3 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my eighty-third piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's beautiful artwork. This is an Ekphrastic Terzanelle
Cozy blankets Sipping hot cocoa on the couch Curled up watching Christmas shows As the world outside turns white In a cold blanket of snow
By Thomas Terry3 months ago in Poets
Walking through the fields In search of the perfect branch A resting place for all the ornaments The perfect tree the perfect star
