Worth by Stephen Kingsnorth

[tabby title="Poem"] See, all of Gaia’s children find,whatever lore or faith they trace,it is as offspring of the earththeir destiny, hurt, whole the race.As stewards of our birthing site,protectors of their given berth,our fellows of this common claywill learn their...

After by Miss Steele

[tabby title="Poem"] After the pain and sadness became bearableThe anger, hurt and resentment soon ensuedAngry with me, Angry with youI had to self destruct, release and rebuild.... A new In time, and with healing and growingI could experience you a-new...

Maybe This Time We’re Done by Miss Steele

[tabby title="Poem"] Speak to my mind not my vanity, pour deep into my soul which without you still feels so empty. We've been down this road oh so many times before,Be real, be true, be not afraid to hurt me.There's...

The Wicker Man by Stephen Kingsnorth

[tabby title="Poem"] The old craft taught of sacrifice,a basket case when filmed as cult,the wicker market, burning man,an island where the school’s spell can't. They weaved their magic for young minds,corrupted life once puritan,with song and dance of masque ball...

And The Music Still Shows Us The Way by Miss Steele

[tabby title="Poem"] Our song of silence is on repeat againIt echoes so loudly as only ours canI still feel you so deeply, I fear that will never change.But hey, who am I to say..? The theatre of life keeps hosting...