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Reaching for the sun by Lungstar

[tabby title="Poem"] What if the skies are mirroring us?Within our great hallsThe jollier we are the brighter the sunPerhaps the surrounding laughter in the roomIs the blooming of flowers outsideOnly their loud is their scentThe more we exhibit our wrathThunderstorms...

Solar by Charl Landsberg

[tabby title="Poem"] He's fifteen smiles and laughter;a lighthouse to the seas.A flicker of hope after,a storm swept through the trees. He tells jokes on August afternoons;eating burgers on some far off lawn.The Sunday quiet in our rooms,asleep till way past...

Soul by kayaland_poetry

[tabby title="Poem"] Can’t you see how she pronounces soulas if he were a guest who now made his home known.a stadium once full of lifeis now a somber, silent, sight.whose corridors look untrodden for daysleave for the ivy and moss...

My church Would Look Like… by Stephen Kingsnorth

[tabby title="Poem"] I lived in Cambridge, five years long,just up the road from Jesus Green,the site of lido, article,as illustrated, Varsity,this image unreal, for its scene. ‘Ill-fated trip, the lido’ named,so how this linked, alongside pews -suggests this treats the...

Pyramids And Little Suns by Mmangwedi

[tabby title="Poem"] How beautiful are spirits which whisper stories of ancient origins?When circles of fire hosted our brown and wise bodies as we sat with the silence beneath,We fell from other dimensions and built the pyramids,We swam in the Nile...