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    Amber and Stone

    Some memories are fossils--    fixed in the quiet earth,    written in amber and stone.The sun’s breath caught in resin,truth set deep in unmoving grain.The Stone Labyrinth endures.    Walls remember centuries,    their patience pressed into silence.Light slips through high corridors--    a thin, molten thread of...

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    • Exceptional.
      You make it look so easy to write so well. Professional grade material.

      • That’s incredibly kind of you, Styxian. Thank you. This poem was inspired by a fragmented dream. I’m happy the themes of memory and permanence came through clearly. Your positive feedback is excellent motivation.

    • This whole piece feels like warm amber.
      Like it’s literally melting onto the page.

      Something about it also reminds me of honey. How it lasts indefinitely when crystallized.
      Wonderful write:)

    • Thank you, Adelphina! I love the honey image–amber, memory, and honey all blending together, adding a lingering warmth to the poem. I really appreciate you sharing such thoughtful and sweet reflections.

    • I love how you turn dreams into a waterfall wordscape. Those that linger long after sleep has turned into the humdrum of everyday living.

      • Thank you, Ghosteen. I love that image of a ‘waterfall wordscape.’ That’s exactly the feeling I was reaching for–the kind of lingering dream that stays with you even after the ordinary day returns

    • Brilliantly penned, Roma. Excellent write my friend with stunning imagery. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thank you so much, Damian! I really appreciate your kind words. I’m glad the imagery resonated with you–it means a lot coming from you.

    • RomaJ, I am continually amazed by the poetry you write. I can feel the tension between the whispy dream and the memory(s) it held connected by Amber and Stone. Your poem reminded me of my real love and first wife, Amber (a name she was given because of the color of her hair). In many ways, she is the memory, the fossilized Amber memory that haunts me still. Isn’t it strange how you can become a more conscious human being because of such fragmented dreams?

      -Curt

    • RomaJ,

      This flowed like amber reminding me of insects preserved in amber from millions of years ago. The DNA of memories suspended in timelessness and your imagery is mesmerizing. A journey into the heart of poetry on things remembered. Fascinating poetic journey here. I could feel it in my heart and mind as well. Profoundly beautiful.

      John

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    melancholy

    melancholy comes calling on me with solemm feelingslooking in I see my sadnesssomething is troubling meanxiety grows and it's understoodmy tenderness is affected by a world so darkgentleness within promises to keep me closemy Father with his assurancespowerful and...

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    Golden Addiction

    The sun was my omen I'm lost to my loved ones I feel it in my bones it's a fight at the height of each day, need to keep my eyes awake It's hot and I'm sticky drinking gold flake lemonade the sun was my omen and...

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    • Creatively done Adelly. I like the metaphors within this and the addiction related idea. Nice!!!!

    • Hey there Tim!
      Of course I find a typo! Hahaha
      It’s always after I post!

      Thanks for checking this out buddy.
      Just wrote today:)

    • Beautifully penned, Adel. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Crisp… resounding… well done my dear

      • Thank you! It’s a phrase I’m thinking about for my next book!
        It was originally going to be Poetry Stained Teeth – The Golden Addition but me and my typos!
        I put addiction instead and I thought – Hmmm, I dig it! Hahaha

    • This poem brilliantly captures the allure and danger of obsession. The golden imagery makes the craving feel vivid, intense, and almost irresistible, while the tension between desire and self-destruction gives it a haunting edge.

      • Hi Roma. Yes, that’s exactly where I was going.
        How we can be so caught up in what we think is good for you and over do it.
        Tricking ourselves into destruction.

        Thanks for the comment!

    • Excellent ink my friend and subsequently awarded the dubble thumbs up and a gold star .. Neville 😎👍👍⭐

    • It’s cool how you left the golden addiction nameless to the end but alluded to it throughout. I’m a moon girl, myself. The sun hates me. 😂 This was beautifully executed!

      • The sun hates everyone that’s why we get sunburned. Hahaha
        A little is okay but too much is painful. It can feel like an oven.
        But I see people baking out there, loving it.

        I love the moon too:)
        It’s forgiving

        Thanks for checking this out!

    • Hahaha. I love that!
      I’m glad you enjoyed the romp amigo!
      Stay cool Adagio!

    • Hey there. I’m the guy in the back, late, but clapping along with everyone else. LOL
      Awesome write, Del. It’s a tinge on the darker hue of mood, but it isn’t depressing. It’s actually like a scowl towards the sun, knowing you have to face it. That’s an underlying strength. Which you have!
      Great stuff young lady!

      • Better late than never!
        You get special passes young man. Hehehe
        I was in a mood so I went with it and this write was given birth. lol
        Thanks again love buddy:)

    • love buddy? OMG it sounds like a reality show ! You ready? I told you that you have natural star qualities. Time to show up!

      • I’m grabbing my star studded shoes and clicking three times while chanting I want to go to Mark’s:)
        And you are my love buddy!

    • Cool. I’m your tin man babydoll.
      My gal pal! My funk punk!
      My grammarly mammories!

    • Tremendous work. I relate.

      • Hi Thomas.

        Thank you. Wanted to post something a little edgy and different.
        Sometimes I want to sound like a poet and sometimes I want to sound like a mess. lol

        Thanks again!

    • Love love this one! there is something special and alluring about it, (the sun was my omen) is a line that sticks in the head! All this poem reminds me when there is so much emotions and feelings, overwhelming and overflowing… and You don’t know what to do with them, You look at the sun and all You feel is You wanting to be it, wanting to expand with no end! Fabulous Bright Poem ✨🌞✨

      • Oohh. I dig this comment! Yes expand with no end. When our time comes our life force transforms into something else entirely. Into energy and off we go! Being on that level of transcendence, I can only imagine.
        Thanks for stopping by and commenting:)
        It was enlightening!

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