marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 1:03am
14th Apr 2025 1:03am
Games
One of my favorite pastimes is games
Board games, video games, card games
Almost anything you can think of
They are a perfect escape
From super easy to extremely complex
It's hard to find a game I do not enjoy
I love the adventure they take me on
And the endless laughter with friends and family
We get into so much shenanigans
And create many inside jokes
Some games I enjoy all by myself
With a cup of tea, a snack, and my heated blanket
Either way, games make the perfect vibe
Board games, video games, card games
Almost anything you can think of
They are a perfect escape
From super easy to extremely complex
It's hard to find a game I do not enjoy
I love the adventure they take me on
And the endless laughter with friends and family
We get into so much shenanigans
And create many inside jokes
Some games I enjoy all by myself
With a cup of tea, a snack, and my heated blanket
Either way, games make the perfect vibe
#family
#friendship
#passion
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JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 6:38pm
8th Apr 2025 6:38pm
To My Grandmother
Throughout the past couple of months, I’ve been watching my grandmother’s health fluctuate vastly. I enter her room and don’t know whether to expect a natural or forced smile. I’ve seen tears roll down her face as she tries to remain strong, knowing her time is limited. The pain has become simply unbearable. I find myself weak in these moments. Something so important to me but far outside of my ability to help.
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
#death
#family
#hope
#illness
#love
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Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 2:04pm
8th Apr 2025 2:04pm
Effects / affects
08/30
Effects / affects
Yesterday, I rec’d a medium sized Postal Box of a fair weight, weighted.
My Mom’s treasure, or the treasures my Sister thought, I’d keep ~
Mostly old photos of me, my siblings……..family.
Marine Corps Depot 10 year and 20 year pins – her awards for her Civil Service.
From the photos she saved, I could tell she was well loved.
She used to tell me how she (bragged) tell the Colonel about her son who
Joined the US Air Force.
Many a photo, I NEVER KNEW.
Also, photos of an ex and her kids. I also...
Effects / affects
Yesterday, I rec’d a medium sized Postal Box of a fair weight, weighted.
My Mom’s treasure, or the treasures my Sister thought, I’d keep ~
Mostly old photos of me, my siblings……..family.
Marine Corps Depot 10 year and 20 year pins – her awards for her Civil Service.
From the photos she saved, I could tell she was well loved.
She used to tell me how she (bragged) tell the Colonel about her son who
Joined the US Air Force.
Many a photo, I NEVER KNEW.
Also, photos of an ex and her kids. I also...
#family
#historical
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 11:57am
4th Apr 2025 11:57am
simple perfection
4 of 30
I felt so beautifully alive
blanket over shoulders
sitting criss-cross applesauce
beneath a diamond-studded velvet sky
as smoke drifted upward in twisting tendrils
flames dancing wild attendance
marshmallows burning to a delicious crisp
sizzling on the end of sharpened sticks
& my father's laughter
as we all gathered around the campfire
mom's embarrassed giggles
teased out of her habitual cautious demeanor
{only daddy held that power}
it signaled freedom
a moment slipped outside...
I felt so beautifully alive
blanket over shoulders
sitting criss-cross applesauce
beneath a diamond-studded velvet sky
as smoke drifted upward in twisting tendrils
flames dancing wild attendance
marshmallows burning to a delicious crisp
sizzling on the end of sharpened sticks
& my father's laughter
as we all gathered around the campfire
mom's embarrassed giggles
teased out of her habitual cautious demeanor
{only daddy held that power}
it signaled freedom
a moment slipped outside...
#beauty
#confessional
#family #nature
#family #nature
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 2:53am
3rd Apr 2025 2:53am
Me, Part One: Beginnings
I remember
exactly
nothing.
Which is to be expected, of course.
I have no recollection
of screaming my way into existence
on a snowy night.
All I know is that I arrived
just in time
for my dad to make it to hockey –
or, so legend has it.
But here are the few facts I have gleaned:
Three homes in about two years –
young family in transition.
A feisty older brother
And an even older sister
with a newly broken leg in a cast upon my arrival.
She says mom couldn’t/wouldn’t get out of bed...
exactly
nothing.
Which is to be expected, of course.
I have no recollection
of screaming my way into existence
on a snowy night.
All I know is that I arrived
just in time
for my dad to make it to hockey –
or, so legend has it.
But here are the few facts I have gleaned:
Three homes in about two years –
young family in transition.
A feisty older brother
And an even older sister
with a newly broken leg in a cast upon my arrival.
She says mom couldn’t/wouldn’t get out of bed...
#childhood
#family
#SelfReflection
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 3:29am
21st Mar 2025 3:29am
if it feels like...
I read a poem
by one of my favourite poets
Home
It made me think of you
it made me want to cry
it reminded me of all the
wrongness
in my life
and how there is nothing
I can do to make it right
I have never
and will never
feel like I'm enough
because I never have been
for anyone that's
claimed to love me
I am always the wrong thing
and you can't tell me otherwise
when your actions have neon lights
and your words have lost their voice
in this limbo of...
by one of my favourite poets
Home
It made me think of you
it made me want to cry
it reminded me of all the
wrongness
in my life
and how there is nothing
I can do to make it right
I have never
and will never
feel like I'm enough
because I never have been
for anyone that's
claimed to love me
I am always the wrong thing
and you can't tell me otherwise
when your actions have neon lights
and your words have lost their voice
in this limbo of...
#family
#LifeStruggles
#UnrequitedLove
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 7:02pm
20th Mar 2025 7:02pm
desolation road
this house holds secrets
despite its blown out windows
no doors or locks
floorboards that refuse to creak
& a ceiling of brooding sky
but the wind howls through the halls
where memories drift
from wall to crumbling wall
untethered
but not free to depart
dust builds in corners
untouched
where thoughts once swirled
now fallen
listless & forgotten
fingers clutch a trembling match
as flame flickers in anticipation
determination wavers
turn it all to kindling...
or blow...
despite its blown out windows
no doors or locks
floorboards that refuse to creak
& a ceiling of brooding sky
but the wind howls through the halls
where memories drift
from wall to crumbling wall
untethered
but not free to depart
dust builds in corners
untouched
where thoughts once swirled
now fallen
listless & forgotten
fingers clutch a trembling match
as flame flickers in anticipation
determination wavers
turn it all to kindling...
or blow...
#choices
#confessional
#family #sadness
#family #sadness
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 5:20am
7th Mar 2025 5:20am
one of those days (parenting edition)
It's been one of those mornings
where my kiddo wants to throw down
over every little thing
And like every other bad day
the only cure
is silliness
We've had tickle cuddles
played the "where's your beautiful face?"
version of peek-a-boo
and made fairy bread for breakfast
because if sugar doesn't cure grumpiness
it shouldn't exist
My parental nerves are frayed
and I really shouldn't be drinking
a third cup of coffee
but in the absence of any real
mind altering substance ...
where my kiddo wants to throw down
over every little thing
And like every other bad day
the only cure
is silliness
We've had tickle cuddles
played the "where's your beautiful face?"
version of peek-a-boo
and made fairy bread for breakfast
because if sugar doesn't cure grumpiness
it shouldn't exist
My parental nerves are frayed
and I really shouldn't be drinking
a third cup of coffee
but in the absence of any real
mind altering substance ...
#anxiety
#children
#family #frustration
#family #frustration
100 reads
4 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 7:39pm
24th Feb 2025 7:39pm
Secrets - The Night He Fled
Late on Sunday night, I fix a mug of coffee and update the secret journal. I'm not a psychologist. I don't know why people block out memories or reinvent them or conveniently stash them away in the hope of forgetting, but I've been remembering more stuff this evening – stuff to do with Gordon as a boy and an incident on the estate that caused tension between his parents and mine. Meeting up with Gordon again has somehow touched on this other stuff.
New Entry:
I'm not sure when the event in question occurred, perhaps a year before the murder, but definitely in the middle of a...
New Entry:
I'm not sure when the event in question occurred, perhaps a year before the murder, but definitely in the middle of a...
#family
#friendship
#grief
#memories
#mystery
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 1:18am
18th Feb 2025 1:18am
cooking is my happy place
When I get bored, I bake
which is a generous term
for what I can do
with a packet cake mix
Today Mr 4 and I
made a mango apple chia cake
and my kitchen smells amazing
and for once all the ingredients
stayed in the bowl
instead of exploding across
the bench and floor
with all the enthusiasm
of a four year old concocting
something delicious
Every time we get our bake on
I call it an experiment
I rarely make the same thing twice
and I like showing Mr 4
that easy baking ...
which is a generous term
for what I can do
with a packet cake mix
Today Mr 4 and I
made a mango apple chia cake
and my kitchen smells amazing
and for once all the ingredients
stayed in the bowl
instead of exploding across
the bench and floor
with all the enthusiasm
of a four year old concocting
something delicious
Every time we get our bake on
I call it an experiment
I rarely make the same thing twice
and I like showing Mr 4
that easy baking ...
#family
#happiness
#uplifting
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Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 2:31pm
17th Feb 2025 2:31pm
Life Moves On IV
As the greys begin to change
You fill my world with light
All the colours have restored
And the ice around my soul
Has melted away this day
With you, I'll stay
With you by my side
I know we'll be fine
When all of the darkness fades
And turns into light
No more lonely nights, just you and me together
With the promise you made me that this is forever
The past fades away
The pain is erased
With these moments together underneath the moonlight
Everything that matters is here in this moment
And together, as...
You fill my world with light
All the colours have restored
And the ice around my soul
Has melted away this day
With you, I'll stay
With you by my side
I know we'll be fine
When all of the darkness fades
And turns into light
No more lonely nights, just you and me together
With the promise you made me that this is forever
The past fades away
The pain is erased
With these moments together underneath the moonlight
Everything that matters is here in this moment
And together, as...
#dreams
#family
#hope #love
#hope #love
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 12:25pm
14th Feb 2025 12:25pm
honoring 2 hearts
I've never been entirely comfortable with traditionally romantic gestures
even when I was emotionally invested
a bouquet brings me sadness
as they arrive already dying
wilting on their severed stems
dinner for two in a fancy restaurant
makes me feel like I'm in a spotlight
more than a little awkward
I love you
...means no more on any given day
...than it does on the next
just be sure if you feel it...
...it's already been said
but there are 2 traditions I partake in
only meaningful to me ...
even when I was emotionally invested
a bouquet brings me sadness
as they arrive already dying
wilting on their severed stems
dinner for two in a fancy restaurant
makes me feel like I'm in a spotlight
more than a little awkward
I love you
...means no more on any given day
...than it does on the next
just be sure if you feel it...
...it's already been said
but there are 2 traditions I partake in
only meaningful to me ...
#confessional
#family
#love
167 reads
12 Comments
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