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Mik Jun 10
I’ve been covering my feet  
In time’s dense clay,
Stuck to a mountain side.

I’ve been curing underground
Sitting on my knees,
Going dormant.

I’ve been hoping one day
I will dissolve into
The volatile components
That I’ve buried
And the eruption will
Disintegrate the covers from
The bedrock that I can’t seem to get out of
In the morning
#26
Dianali Nov 2021
26
Isn’t this the age
When we have
A lot of plants,
A bunch of plans
Little money
and even less time?
Roaring 20s, aren’t they?
Simon Piesse Oct 2021
Stop all the cars.
Shut down the coal.
Prevent Big Oil from dumping its ***** load.
Shake up complacency
And pull out the stops:

Let our leaders lead.

Nature,
You are North and South and East and West;
Our sanctuary
At God’s behest.

The time is now to transform our ways,
So warming ends,
Now and always.

Simon Piesse
I was inspired by the punchiness / gut-wrenching-ness of W H Auden's 'Stop the clocks' poem.   It seemed apt to transmute this tone for the make or break climate summit at Cop 26 that starts today.
letters to basil Jul 2020
dear quinn,

goodbyes are hard
but staying will be harder
just let go

it's okay

love,
atlas
changing my name. it's a journey. much love

07.05.2020
Vic Apr 2019
I am internally screaming.
But I keep my mouth shut,
And my scars hidden.
A poem every day.
elle jaxsun Nov 2018
a week ago
i turned 26.

two days ago
i hurt myself again
for the first time
in four years.

this time i didn't
use the little blades
from my razor.

this time i
got more personal.
used my own fingernails
to dig deep for the life
i'm scared to live
beneath this skin.

then i took some
deep breaths in
& restarted the journey again.
yikes. isn't it so scary to be so honest with yourself?
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