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Synonyms for Waves
*Ripple. Flutter. Flourish.* / They break, they fall. / What beckons in its wake
@Carlo-C-Gomez
9
A Familiar Wound
A Familiar Wound / The doctors slit your belly / To get to your spine
@william-alexander
29
Untold Story
The story we never told / still lingers at the edges of my days. / Places we once shared feel altered now,
@VerseBuster
22
15
Don't look back
AWAKE. / Buried alive, / tearing free,
@flame-heart
17
Beyond the Screen...
Family… / This is far more than a group / of poets and writers
@SoulManKen
71
5
Lonely days
There is a loneliness / that is not absence of others, / but absence of yourself.
@MalcolmG
22
Jade in the Quiet Current (2026)
Wǔxíng Category: Wood (Mù - 木) / 1-xx / The slow current moves through the shallow bend,
@Liujiawen2024
40
California
The cool comforter wraps around you like the quiet tide / mingling with the scent of freshly cut eucalyptus hanging in the shower its fragrance drifting through the house like a memory unwilling to fade / The white weathered wood raw and splintered with age creaks beneath your feet shaking the whole house as you walk
@lilac2012
18
I Wandered Lonely as a Formatting Error
As Wordsworth did not say / A daffodil is in itself a being / That dances by itself to the glory of God
@lawrence-hall
11
Synthetic Sorrow
Social media’s a mirror stitched with wires, / where conscience blackens for applause. / Synthetic sorrow feeds electric pyres,
@SashaRHollow
12
the room you outgrew
raise the glass. / look at the person sitting to your left. / look at the scuff marks on the tile floor
@sd_nerd27
45
2
Her
Who'd wish to be her? / She seems to always panic, / Her interests appear mundane
@JupiterAscending
23
4
Cake
I am calm now, / I am free. / We are only but a memory now,
@t_e_p
19
2 dollars
mnyamata, / I'm sitting here, face sticky from dried tears, face aching from smiling so hard, staring at the beautiful 2 dollar earrings you bought me at a garage sale today. They were the first things I saw when I walked in and I eyed them and mentioned that I liked them and you just pulled out your wallet and refused to put it back when I kept asking you to. They're cheap, not real diamonds, but I think they're beautiful and I'm glad you didn't listen to me when I told you not to buy them. / Driving home tonight, I was the happiest I've ever been in my life. I felt like a freak, grabbing your arm and shirt and face and smiling until my cheeks started shaking. I am 16 and you are 17 and I am 99 percent positive that I will be marrying you. I am too painfully in love with you to ever recover, so you're stuck with me.
@robyn
5
Hum
My great great grand mother / used to hum / when she made coffee
@patricia-drake
21
The Shifting City
In the Second‑Hand District, air smells of varnish and old vellum, / streets hum with salvagers of the almost‑lost. / A woman nests mirror shards in a fountain,
@badwords
26
Maturity
Every moment is precious__ / even the maddening, mundane and superfluous. / The torment, ghoolly, grief-stricken and disastrous__
@bekahalle
16
tiers
so. / hp has "tiers" of poets now. / still not sure i completely understand
@ShatteredSculpture
35
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