Ethereal Poetry - Hello Poetry

15h

silent echo

"We don't need the money, man.
I got us a deal.
I told you, 50-50 all
the way down the line.
Well, I'm gonna split it with
you, man. 50-50, all the way, man.
Just like I said I would.
Look, it's on him, man.
The whole bet's on Atilla."

"Wrong bet."

My favourite lines from any movie: This film I refer to is what some might call awful, trash, or forgettable.

I'm a strange cat; I associate myself with stories that connect with me. The whole film, I feel, is a metaphor for what was, what is, and what could be—or maybe already has occurred in my life. I have watched it dozens of times and never get bored. I watch this scene, and I'm invigorated.

No mercy.

A prize for whoever guesses the movie: A personal Silent Echo epic poem with you as the main character.

A clue: Sprouts.

1d

guy scutellaro

portrait

little leaf, reaches for the sky.

rides the wind, hugs the sun.

dreams with a voice of love,

only knows love.

delights in simple joys.

little leaf, dreams of an ice cream cone.

(a child at play in the park.)

2d

Carlo C Gomez

Earthrise

Looking back at life brings on a shiver:
landmarks and stygian fragments,
radiant corrosion.

Will my feet still carry me home?

The morning breaks,
turn the blue skies on!
we're committed now,
guided by a God few know.

On Earth the math is made up,
8 billion people
and 1,000 questions,
out here the days
are numbered differently.

But in the ether aura
there are silent obligations:
we're trading passengers midflight
--the jester and the acrobat inside the LEM,
Marco Polo on the rocketship,
we're eating the survival kit,
making postcards of the trip.

All spoils for survivors.
Post signs for a near perfect disaster.

You are on my mind.
You are in my heart.
Are you in my blood?
I would die for you.

If this is goodbye, remember,
these things happen...

Inspired by the "Earthrise" photograph taken from lunar orbit during the Apollo 8 mission.

#space #moon #apollo #mission #1968 #photograph #analogy #life #death #mortality

2d

beth fwoah dream

[you are neither]

my love, you are neither the morning
with her bright unwinding hills

or the night, with her nets of silver stars,
you are not the sea whispering.

you are hidden from the world, an alpine
rose that nobody sees.

you flower like the sky makes its way
out of the dark, her archipelagos

thrown to the wind, there to discover
like a frost that whitens the earth and

leaves its footprints in the leaves.

you are neither the moon, my love,
that waits at your feet

nor the sun that burns like the
summer with her mute fire. you

are none of these things and yet all
these things carry me to you,

like a drifting cloud longing
for the waters of the night.

#iminlovewithyouian

4d

Immortality

Unconditional

To be a star,
you must burn.

To be a flower,
you must blossom.

To be art,
you must be created.

To be music,
you must be played.

To be a river,
you must flow.

But to be a lover,
you may not be loved.

I think love should never be conditional...

I’m not perfect, and maybe I’m the most complicated and imperfect girl.
Anddd... a lot of people dislike me and give sarcastic comment for that, buttttt.... my parents and siblings love me unconditionally <3...I thank God every day for it.
It's not about quantity of people, but quality of love, for me..... hehehe..... :)

Remember,
You are never alone; there’s always someone with you.
Maybe it’s just you who are too focused on what's in front of you and haven’t noticed the one standing beside you.

#family #love #unconditional #imperfection #god #life #path #alone #complicated #start

5d

Kelly McManus

Squirrely

Out on the fence line
two squirrels
dine side by side
critter crunch and bird seed
seems to make them as happy
as chasing each other
around the trunk of a tree

5d

guy scutellaro

the church bells

the church bells,
the church bells,

the church bells are ringing.

the angels are singing
the sad refrain of the dreams
of us moths into the flame

that leave us grieving of the ringing
of bells.

the church bells,
the church bells,
heavens and hells,

a spirituous mist
has brought us to our leave

with the summoning ring of the bell
falling silent.

5d

Jeremy Betts

:|§|: Boiling Over :|§|:

I put the pasta in the water
And watched the burner get hotter and hotter
But the water refused to boil
Sitting on the red hot coil
Then the instant I walked away it boiled over

©2025

~ Limerick ~
A five-line poem with an AABBA rhyming scheme. Limericks are known for being humorous.
~
The etymology of the word "Limerick" is debated, but it's generally thought to refer to the Irish city of Limerick
~

#limerick #life

5d

Carlo C Gomez

Overview Effect

Earth comes out of its greenroom

I bend at the window
looking through the glass
down upon its vastness

something out there is wrong

the future's not what it used to be
a shadow tells me

I feel mysterious today
a stranger to myself
I don't recognize my voice

objects outlive us
but we are more than an accident of stars
someday we will be infinite
breaking into the distance

by serene velocity
by delicate transitions

bringing us closer
to a renewed interest in happiness

#earth #space #astronaut #observation #cognitive #shift #transformation

5d

beth fwoah dream

[song of the wind]

the wind has something of your wild song,
whispers in a voice i knew long ago.

there is nothing here accept the empty wind,
nothing of you and me,

i could paint the silence with the moon,
kiss your mouth, touch your hair....

but we are forgotten like this song
of the wind, and in the emptiness

i can hear the faltering wave
fall against the belly of the sand

running like the white clouds
race through the sky,

where the stars fall like old ruins,
this ghost dance of stars, these crashing,

crashing waves. where is the freedom
of the falling water?

not in the breath of the earth,
not in the silvering of the sea.

#iminlovewithyouian