In Poems - Poems about In

Written: May 12, 2025, for contest by Line Gauthier ************************* It brings joy to lend a hand along the way, To cheer up someone on a dreary day. Timely compliments may endure a lifetime, Supporting them on their difficult climb. Helping...

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a worm writes its name in fresh earth, proud and unseen... evolution hums...

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In life's cloudiness, giving all to God will bring raindrops of healing:- ...

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From the crag I see the path descend into the valley shrouded in the shadows of doubt, uncertainty, and fear of failure. I see a white pillar cast in regret's cold salt-stone, from which there is no turning back. Even a brief glance back over the shoulder up into the bright crags of peaks above, bathed in bright sunlight in the path behind...

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In blackest halls, a phosphorescent light Shines forth from darkest depths, a honey glow. Enraged, ignited, I now blinding bright, A magma burning, pyroclastic flow, Torching golden beams to desolation. Enveloping destruction, ash I leave Until it’s done, my wounded heart’s cremation. Now hushed to ember, my healing reprieve. Returned to dormancy I hear it more, The walls that groan after each...

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Written: May 12, 2025, for contest by Brian Strand ************************* layers of my identity are— deceptive caught in our ...

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I am poor and Black, living in Florida, Where the sun shines bright but justice hides. My rent climbs higher than my paycheck dares, And landlords call it legal—so it stands. I walk through heat that melts my hope, No breeze for me, no break in sight. Police lights flicker like a warning flame— Too often, they stop me, never explain. The schools...

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To that shadowed city round Come those that are sorrow bound In their multitudes alas Through a Terminus so vast For a city grim enabling Their eternal laboring From the parapets looking down Cold and timid souls abound To shed their tears in torment rife That shed they not for all their life And from the masses on the wall Does that gentle misery fall It...

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Something dreadful is reflected in this scene Could be she's seen death in a horrid dream, or perhaps a relapse of an affliction or addiction has left her crestfallen, in an insentient state with the blood of her sin dripping from her eyes. In vines, she's entangled for having sat so long Grieving for whatever tragedy has gone wrong. Entwined in living...

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Walking is tough enough Walking uphill is more than enough Downhill is easy Fun and breezy Especially walking in the buff ...

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May 12 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 2Chronicles 6-8 Key Verse – 2Chronicles 6:10 The LORD therefore hath performed his word that he hath spoken: for I am risen up in the room of David my father, and am set on the throne of Israel, as the LORD promised, and have built the house...

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The darkness behind their eyes reveals a mind that's still asleep I'm not blind to the intentions that slumber waiting for their number to be called to awaken No I'm not mistaken but see what was planned for me in the darkest of rooms It seems as though they've been consumed by their hate for me but what have I done besides be me unapologetically? I do this enthusiastically with or...

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In gilded chains, he wandered blind, Love's cruel mirror, the heart entwined. Seven years, a dance of pain, Her laughter echoed, a siren’s bane. Red flags waved a storm in disguise, Yet in the tempest, he sought her skies. A heart so wide, he sheltered her lies, While she wandered, seeking fleeting highs. Death's grip held him, feeble and frail, Yet she slipped from...

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On the road to Lunch Bucket Town I met a grape, crushed and stomped down I added some mayo said the stunned hound Got lucky that day in Lunch Bucket Town...

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I need butter to be spread on my bread I need wool worn lies pulled over my head I need to be able to hold myself high And see your face when I look to the sky I need to know that you know that I’m here I need the truth to be held everywhere Never should children hold back their...

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