Abbott J Hardison

Abbott J Hardison Aug 25

Someday the clouds will break

Smoke in the sunset
Something like a blinding haze

Surely it means nothing to me
Sinking slowly to my soul
Steeping in the rough cut end of things

Reaching for Gloria.

In ancient times a man gave his life to ready a lightning rod atop a great mountain beside his village. The lightning rod he rose took the force of God's strongest storm, Gloria. For his efforts God immortalized the man as the first guardian angel. Dayus.

#stories #storms #standing

Aug 25

vienna bombardieri

Like A Rose On A Trellis, In A Garden Of Love

Here we are
              just him and I
               beneath a tell-tale sky of high.
I
             hanging on
       like a rose on a trellis,
                       in a garden of love !
He
                like a garden lattice
                             sure and steady.
Worship dreams of valor
                everything else is
                         just a paler shade of
               blue...
Here we are
              the open sky and I
          and the One who seeded me
  like a rose in a garden,
                 of pure perfection!

Aug 25

Sarita Aditya Verma

Accidentally lost

In some ways
We are all sincerely
Insincere
Trying to be
Just to be

Selfishly selfless
In some ways
Not knowing
Where it goes
Trying to be
Just to be

Wearing a facade
Trying to shed
To breathe, to calm the nerves,
frayed, at ease
Trying to be
Just to be

Just like a thought
Accidentally lost
The words erased
Trying to change the font
All Lost

While writing a poem to post, I lost my thought and the words(Accidentally erased), I tried remembering, but I am not sure if it’s the same, so I am just posting what I have.

Aug 25

mysterie

always her / people change

no matter what happens,
it's always her.

she's there through my
platonic breakups,
romantic breakups,
emotional breakdowns,
overwhelm,
and the nights i cry myself to sleep.

she's there
every
single
time.

that's why it's always her.

but you know..
things change.

people change.

so maybe it's not always her.
atleast not anymore,
not the way it once was.

she's not there anymore.

but honestly?
nor am i.
and im trying to move on
from her.

and i think im almost there.

date wrote: 25/8
"friendship breakups hurt the worst" for me it's the silent drifting. the kind where no one explains whats wrong and why you aren't as close as you used to be.

anyway, hellooo

#friendship #breakup #platonic #romantic #sad #change #hurt #pain

Aug 25

Barbara R Maxwell

Pink

Pink cotton candy clouds
Made of sweet spun sugar
Look too good to eat
I want to touch them
As they paint the sky
Against a bright blue sky
It’s stunning look
As they drape a rose colored city
With an exotic look
It looks unreal
Pink cotton candy clouds
Remind me of pink Necco wafer candies
Bringing back sweet memories