An assertion is a hidden plea

Hope disguised, "philosophy"

A prayer for which there is no cure

Another moment to endure

The hungry snake has sleight of hand

To make some wish, now, my command

Free to toil and sweat and bleed

Let to plant another's seed

When that well at last is dry

Master gazes to the sky

And ponders of another place

His hunger will leave not a trace

#poetry4all #poetry

A still from Refugee-ism, an authorial moviepoem about those whose lives are disrupted— and sometimes destroyed— by war. Full video at YouTube: https://youtu.be/aD2vF6jH3d8. #poetry #poetry4all

I was stillborn, though
My body lived. My spirit
Perished on waking.

Ambition never
Burned in me, nor cold embers
To mark it present.

When my spirit died
It hollowed me, gaping and
Empty and pointless.

No purpose connects
With me. The void holds nothing
That could join me with

A reason to live.
I was damned in a past life and
Died in mortal sin

And this life is the
Hell that punishes me for
Daring to exist.

#depression #poetry #poetry4all

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This town has never
Been home. I left it glad, though
Memories haunt me.

The people here pushed
Their hate through my eyes, seeing
Me as a monster.

Blinded, with only
Their scorn as the mirror through
Which I saw myself.

Lost in darkness and
Failure, I came home broken
And hid away, shamed.

Asked if I liked the
Town, I said no, here my dreams
Died before they breathed.

Shattered, I came home
But I could never live here
I came back to die.

#poetry #poetry4all #depression

With apologies to Deep Purple
#depression #writing #poetry #poetry4all

Every rejection
Proves that I never mattered
My story, worthless

Failure burned on the
Backs of my eyes, I see me
Shattering myself

My skin sloughs off the
Cracks where every blow landed
Every memory

The bleeding never
Stops, the thoughts reverberate
The echoes endless

This life cannot last
A bottomless wanting to
Mean something somewhere

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I went to a dance and saw an old flame- it was obvious by her face, things were not the same- I kept to myself with my eyes to the ground- I focused on the band, the sights and sounds- with eyes closed I prayed for the song to end- and with my heart breaking my love I did send- for naught did it matter, the moment was gone- like the love we once had the band had moved on….#poetry4all #heartbreak #sadness

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#Dreams #Surrelistart #daydreaming #mindfulness #art #creativity #storytelling #poetry4all #HappySaturday from the Northern Hemisphere 🌱

Thunder clouds above
petrol rainbows on the road
hot coffee indoors

#HaikuSaturday #haïku #poetry4all #poetry

Thunder clouds above
petrol rainbows on the road
hot coffee indoors

#HaikuSaturday #haïku #poetry4all #poetry

@Amynearlyknowledgeable
Ghost ridden lands
The quiet places
Whispers from too many haunted faces
Catch the ears of passers through
Who turn their heads and look askance
at the fleeting images of ghosts who seem to dance
In and out of sight, of time, of place
Obscuring the memory fogging the mind
so the looking back is hard to find
As you ask
“Did I see?”
“Did I hear?”
But the haunters know
The ghosts remember in the long cold embers of their long cold night
#poetry4all #poetry

I saw a cow looking into a tree
And I was wondering
What did she see?

As she looked up, with her ponderous gaze
Was there really
Wondrous swathes

Of paradise birds, waltzing and flitting
While my cow,
Ground bound was itching

To join in with their aerial ball?
To fly in the sky?
Sing and dance with them all?

Of course not, it’s a cow. It’s a tree
In Wiltshire
Nothing magical, nothing to see.

Michelle Pearce, March 2009.

#poetry #poetry4all #Wiltshire

I saw a cow looking into a tree
And I was wondering
What did she see?

As she looked up, with her ponderous gaze
Was there really
Wondrous swathes

Of paradise birds, waltzing and flitting
While my cow,
Ground bound was itching

To join in with their aerial ball?
To fly in the sky?
Sing and dance with them all?

Of course not, it’s a cow and a tree
In Wiltshire
Nothing magical, nothing to see.

Michelle Pearce, March 2009.

#poetry #poetry4all #Wiltshire

I saw a cow looking into a tree
And I was wondering
What did she hope to see?

As she looked up, with her ponderous gaze
Was there really
Wondrous swathes

Of paradise birds, waltzing and flitting
While my cow,
Ground bound was itching

To join in with their aerial ball?
To fly in the sky?
Sing and dance with them all?

Of course not, it’s a cow and a tree
In Wiltshire
Nothing magical, nothing to see.

Michelle Pearce, March 2009.

#poetry #poetry4all #Wiltshire

Little islands of green
Emeralds:
in exquisite geometry of aquamarine.
#writer #Writing #writers #writerscafe #poetry #poet #poetry4all #poets #love #mountains #nature #green

@melissastuddard looking for #poetry prompts. #poetry4all #poetrytoots

October weather?
Ice. November? Balmy, bright. 
My snowdrops? Confused. 
#HaikuSaturday #poetry #poetry4all #haiku #weather #plantingseason #bulbs #poem #globalwarming #gardening