Hand placed on oneβs heart, Joy pressing pen to paper, and with love it flows. * Just a random Haiku I wrote a week ago.
By Grz Colm6 days ago in Poets
unknown keys on chain should I keep them or toss them or make a wind chime Copyright Β© 3/25/2026 by Andrea O. Corwin Thanks for stopping by! π If you like β‘ my scribbles, hit the subscribe button. Please consider leaving a comment. βοΈβ€οΈ
By Andrea Corwin 6 days ago in Poets
β¨ Knowing You are here in this place, in my heartbeat gives me bravery. β¨ I shall not fear, for I know that You are greater
By Colleen Walters6 days ago in Poets
Men in tuxedos Women in glamorous gowns Old school glamour reigns
By Cheryl E Preston7 days ago in Poets
Why is he staring through, as if he knew what to do !? A little muppet I suppose, assuming this is something that makes sense !?
By 365poetry7 days ago in Poets
spotted natureβs art made by leaves and gentle rain a gift of mindfulness. Note: I observe mindfully, as I go on my walks. One day, me and the kids spotted this beautiful art by nature.
By Seema Patel7 days ago in Poets
thoughts may seem harmless but they can corrode your mind beware before late. Note: We must not let thoughts ruin us. We must cleanse our mindset and harbor good thoughts.
Twβoβ distβinct shadows, Mβerge asβ the subway doors partβ, Cold air pushes out.
By Edward Smith8 days ago in Poets
"Peace," the spoken word, From a Lord Most Merciful, Calm upon the soul.
By Archery Owl 8 days ago in Poets
Tears become starlight through the cracks, joy finds its way, blooming from the ache.
By Parsley Rose 8 days ago in Poets
our happy place we go, sit, rest, and recharge leave all stress behind. Note: Me and the kids go to that neighbor sycamore to recharge. It's our happy place.
By Seema Patel9 days ago in Poets
with the path I walk I may never be wealthy but content within. Note: I am trying to earn by writing and selling my arts. Both are hard, but it's so healing. I can't imagine being in a stale air cubicle doing meaningless work, being bossed around.
