Ode

The Outhouse
Sitting around the cabin in the warm sun carefully peeling the labels from frosted moist stubby beer bottles as if divine
By Gerry Thibeault3 months ago in Poets
Winter warmth
Sun glistens on snow My daughter, gleeful, pursues My heart, my soul, warms.
By Chris Walker3 months ago in Poets
Memory Soup
Pot of chicken soup, Savory and warm with the Memory of you * Thanks so much for reading! If you enjoyed this poem, I’d appreciate it so much if you shared it and left a heart, a tip, and a pledge! And subscribe to see more of my writing in the future!
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash3 months ago in Poets
My Communion
I come to the table carrying ache, Not dressed up, not polished, not pretending. Just me and the weight of remembering What it cost You to call me Yours.
By Hannah Lambert3 months ago in Poets
Ode To A Frosty Cold Winter
The winter frost lays a glistening shield. Cold ice reigns o'er valley, hill and field. What mysteries here lie just out of sight? What secrets in winter's grip so tight?
By Solomon Walker3 months ago in Poets
Pure struck with a snowdrop and bit of a luck!
Pure as white, and gentle at sight, Luck descends in crimson shine. Upon the bloom, so small, so bright, Hope awakens in the morning light.
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.3 months ago in Poets
And there was Light!
And there was light, Breaking the silence of endless night. Shadows fled, creation started its whirred, Hope was spoken, and life was bestowed!
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.3 months ago in Poets
A Dirge for My Danners
When I was forty I said Or at least I thunk it in my head: I put my feet up on that grill My boots are burned there still
By Canute Limarider3 months ago in Poets
Chapter 4
I don't know if anxiety would knock again So much, I think, I still have to say It'll be two years today, insane But few things before I officially burn this page
By Harydo Neon3 months ago in Poets
Hearth
the embers light inside dancing shadows in the night as they come and go from sight play with them to hide another creature in the dark
By Lyrical Logic3 months ago in Poets
The 12 Days Of Christmas, I'm Truly Jamaican, And Also Perhaps A "Little" Original
1st Day...... Dear Santa, I must let you know that I tried this thing with the "Jamaican" people, I don't know, they seem to think I'm replacing you with something, or someone else - oh well... we should stick to the "Patrrage In A Pear Tree", we should...
By 365poetry3 months ago in Poets
A Poets Introduction
Hello Vocal Media, it’s nice to be here—all the stories and the challenges are cool. I read and write poetry and there is plenty to read here. I’ve been writing poetry for about five maybe six years now. I will share many poems here—also share some of my favorite books and authors of poetry.
By Gerry Thibeault3 months ago in Poets