Villanelle

US military planning for divided Gaza with ‘green zone’ secured by international and Israeli troops
The US is planning for the long-term division of Gaza into a “green zone” under Israeli and international military control, where reconstruction would start, and a “red zone” to be left in ruins.
By AHMED KAZEKA3 months ago in Poets
The Impossible Release
It’s not as if I thought of things before I made my peace But afterthought is what consciousness brings My visions will not cease. There will be no final release.
By Stephanie Crain3 months ago in Poets
The Hollow Hour
The clock strikes midnight in my fevered brain, And still I see your shadow on the stair; Each breath I draw is tangled up in pain.
By Tim Carmichael3 months ago in Poets
“Midnight Threads”
I put my thoughts into threads that come at night. Making quiet stories that the dark can read. Each one holds a heavy feeling.
By Emily3 months ago in Poets
Dance of perfumed shadows
Feet, don’t fail me tonight, Each step a stumble, each breath a quake, Within these halls, I stand contrite. Here drifts the air, a perfumed invite;
By Markéta Vegrichtová 3 months ago in Poets
No Chance
Introduction This is a fictional situation, whatever you might read into it No Chance ⛔🚫📵🚷📵🚫⛔ I Thought I'd Write A Villanelle With This Form, I Am An Expert They Said No Chance, Now Go To Hell ⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔ And They Don't Think My Work Will Sell Anyone Else Is Far Better I Thought I'd Write A Villanelle ⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔ Then They Rang Their Funeral Bell Saying I Should Never Bother They Said No Chance, Now Go To Hell ⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔ I'm The One They Want to Expel But Know I Am Here Forever I Thought I'd Write A Villanelle ⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔ Know I Do This Perfectly Well And Any Regret Will Be Theirs They Said No Chance, Now Go To Hell ⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔ This Is The Story I Will Tell I Have No Regret, It Is Theirs I Thought I'd Write A Villanelle They Said No Chance, Now Go To Hell ⛔🚫📵🚷📵🚫⛔
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
They’re Not Actually Ignorant
These people say: “If you can’t afford kids, don’t have them!” Ignorance. It’s bliss I guess. “To lazy to work or get job, that’s you’re problem.”
By Hope Martin4 months ago in Poets
Expiration
How long was I living, loving your lies? Pupil of pain—ignorance, my disease. Kill my hope so I might come out alive. ~~~
By SUEDE the poet4 months ago in Poets
Feel This Way
I don't know how to feel this way. We were in love, and I, delighted. And then, you left and didn't say why you went off to get away.
By Julie Lacksonen4 months ago in Poets
What the Wind Remembers
The wind remembers things we forget. It carries the laughter we left behind on porches, the promises we folded into paper cranes,
By Emily4 months ago in Poets
Barista
Devotion to you is my piety, Heart pounding each time, not ashamed to confess; Every sip of you, anxiety. Paralyzed by your variety,
By James Leek4 months ago in Poets
The Mirror Cycle (Poetry)
I. The Mirror Isn’t Me (Philosophical — AABB) . I look into the mirror’s face, A quiet, silver, borrowed space. It copies me without a sound,
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast4 months ago in Poets