The fleece jacket. (1) 4

by Poet on the Piano

She's still in a dream-like trance,
after all these years. Trauma is a...

aesthete (3) 6

by prasanna

poetry resides at the tips of your fingers, you...
i know this intimately, because i saw the sun rise...

spectrometer 4

by prasanna

kaleidoscopic in nature, you are at worst,
a watchfire gone rampant while unattended...

unbridled 3

by prasanna

how does softness remain? you’re overwhelming in...
i need you to be – all-encompassing like...

Faint. 3

by Poet on the Piano

I've been inviting you in
far too often...

afterswarm (1) 3

by prasanna

my tongue, a honeycomb ripening
in June’s light, my words take flight...

anaphora (1) 2

by prasanna

sheath your gaze –
i have no response for your tiger eyes...

insomniac thoughts (8) 5

by Star

you're afraid to close your eyes
once you do the world...

a very needing pruning (3) 6 WIN

by prasanna

your tongue is the lands where
i harvest sugarcanes and dates...

Xxl. (4) 5

by Poet on the Piano

Smoky pine, cedar, and cloves
haunt the grove close to home...

The Ceiling Fan, The Curtain And The Floor (2) 2

by Everlasting

the tragedy, the love, the tragedy!
This will be found in the following story...

Winter Tilts (3) 6

by Sunshine

You often flare in darkness,
and I see you in the dim side...