don’t even call it thanksgiving
With no anticipation,
let the Milky Way spill down
your spine, overflowing
the stone cup of your heart,
Posted by Alfred K. LaMotte | Nov 23, 2023 | Poetry |
With no anticipation,
let the Milky Way spill down
your spine, overflowing
the stone cup of your heart,
Posted by Ellen Rowland | Nov 19, 2023 | Poetry |
When I look for you now, I find you
in the simple play of light through leaves,
the kindness of birds, benevolence of bees.
Posted by Ata Zargarof | Nov 13, 2023 | Poetry |
I want to vanish
inside the ceremony of traceless beauty.
Posted by Nolo Segundo | Nov 7, 2023 | Poetry |
I miss the big navels when they are not in season,
but almost any orange will do when I really want to see God.
Posted by Marjorie Maddox | Nov 6, 2023 | Poetry |
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