You were yesterday
before you were today
and thinking about
this moment like
it would last forever.
I’m sorry for entropy
and enthalpy and any
influence that wasn’t
advocating forever.
Things have to go
somewhere. Still,
still can be good
if we just sit for
awhile, and pretend
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My Credit Adjustor Nightmare – A Poem by Roy Pullam
https://www.bestpoetryonline.com/16104/my-credit-adjustor-nightmare-roy-pullam
Revolutionary #love is required in times of war. Send the League of Canadian Poets your #poems of radical love, longing, mystical union, ecstatic connection, friendship, faith, flesh, romance, or the oceanic heart, by April 22. Love transforms! #poetry
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Having gone through so much in my life, I really admire how people make beauty out of the abyss. This poem about jellyfish is the perfect metaphor for it. Enjoy!
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https://patrickwmarshauthor.wordpress.com/2025/04/12/in-the-deep/
I get published often—but I get rejected even more. I was taught to hide failure, but I think owning it is strength. So today, I’m sharing rejected poems. Maybe you’ll love them, maybe not. Either way—keep going, keep growing, and remember to believe in your voice. #blueskypoets #poems #poetry
24 Frames a Second – A Poem by Stan Morrison
https://www.bestpoetryonline.com/16102/24-frames-a-second-stan-morrison
Please Forgive My Lapse of Memory – A Poem by Roy Pullam
https://www.bestpoetryonline.com/16101/please-forgive-my-lapse-of-memory-roy-pullam
New Poem Titled "I See Her With My Little Eyes"
(FULL Poem in Link)
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2025/04/i-see-her-with-my-little-eyes.html?spref=tw
©abpoetry2025.
Too Tired
Sometimes, when I feel
I bear more years than this flesh
can count, I seek dreams;
there, forgotten, a pagan
past weighs heavy, on today.
True, I’m not alone,
in those æthyreal days,
where blood and fire mix;
but stars seem colder, now, and
Selene weeps more freely.
I feel I have loved
so long, through ages of fear,
and have learned nothing;
how many lives am I cursed,
to let our hearts turn to ash?
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2025
Storms – A Poem by Martin A. David
https://www.bestpoetryonline.com/16100/storms-martin-a-david
It’s dire. I are wondering,
should we bring back
hands? Hands-on, also
bring back one eye deer?
Ample entreaties, supple
can see some phoneme
evolution, and a handful
of corn, fed to dear words,
as they timid to you amidst
other wild lives, and scenes,
and beats, and nibble from
hands, less important they
exist again, happy that
they do.
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Very disappointing is
Of the people the change
In behavior and manners
Just because of
Their envy.
Very disappointing...
Expecially when
You believe
And empathetic and good-hearted
Someone is.
A possible friendship fails
Talking about the void.
Nevertheless,
The Sun will shine
Every day.
-Debora Radice
Started reading Rae Armantrout's "Versed: Poems."
https://amzn.to/4gwAoFP
Fourth book of hers I've read, and even after just 17 pages I can already tell it won't be the last.
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