#poemofthemonth

[fallenalienn]

[helloboundless]

Something I always come back to, again & again...⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ In yesterday’s post, I shared one of my favorite poems by Rupi Kaur. Here is another tribute to her and her work, the book Milk & Honey. As a favorite of mine, I find inspiration and hope in her words. I see my reflection and find comfort in her poetry. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Share with us a book close to your heart! 🐝 @sacred_ruins ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #rupikaur #peotry #poetrypick #poemofthemonth #thepagesisters #milkandhoney #powerfulwords #heartwarming #soulshaking #powerfulpoetry #poem #poems #poet #poemsofinstagram #writers #writer #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #bookclub #bookclubforwomen #litlovers #poetrylove #booklover #poetrybook @rupikaur_ (at Schwenksville, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/CF7QZZCnRuo/?igshid=1bsogbk97dz8l

[solongdaisymae]

In summer, you were stunned by green things blooming, bronzed by heat released from every inch of sky, carried across blue thresholds by random winds. Oh, how you felt this is the season of Forever! 'Come hither, ' urged bright morning and you complied without a care. 'Don't move, ' cautioned the sun and you sat still another hour. 'Open your arms, ' cried the winds and you embraced their sudden heat. September comes, and Nature falls silent. She has the work of harvest to perform. You're on your own now to map the sun, to touch a green leaf turning yellow, to hold a golden moment before it fades into winter light. The days grow shorter, the nights colder. Oh, Misery! you think. And yet... Those sumac bushes, abundant along the river bank, half-green, half-red, seem poised in time, as if Autumn will never say- 'Farewell' September Comes by Daniel Brick . . . . #helloseptember #goodbyesummer #falliscoming #poemofthemonth #septemberpoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/BnLwdK-HjKD/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ve899tv5165n

[shirleybutsurely]

05/19/2018

i am empty of the right words

like putting together the pieces 

without knowing what the puzzle looks like

so here’s the weather forecast:

it has been overcast and rain for the past week

today it is overcast and rain

and tomorrow it is overcast and rain

the flowers have budded 

and trees show their colors

but the sparrows remain hidden from the rough gales 

spring, when will you come? 

sky, when will you stop crying? 

earth, when will you receive new life? 

[may-my-spirit-soar-free]

Stay Focused By: Zacarriea Jonesbaysinger Sometimes I wish I could just run away from my mind, because I'm always thinking. Constantly. I stay thinking. Sometimes I think so much that I begin to lose control of my own thoughts.  I begin to lose control of my own thoughts, and that's when they become more like horrific haunts. I start to lose my inner self. It's at this time I should ask someone for help. But for seconds and maybe even hours.  This dark like presence holds most of my power. And for minutes maybe even days it tries to feed off me like I'm it's prey, and for a moment this darkness will hover over me, and I remain quiet as it becomes harder to breathe. See and it's at this moment when your at your lowest that the darkness will grow stronger and attack like wild locusts, but just stay focused.  Stay focused, because when you do that, you will always be able to find your back. Out of the darkness away from the haunts, darkness tries to rule me but my soul will never be bought. #poemofthemonth #poetry #writing #mythoughts #stayfocused #zacarriea #jonesbaysinger

[henretta84]

February

When skies are low and days are dark, and frost bites like a hungry shark, when mufflers muffle ears and nose, and puffy sparrows huddle close - how nice to know that February is something purely temporary. —N. M. Bodecker

[fourwaybooks]

"Agnus Castus" by Cammy Thomas is "Poem of the Month" at Old Frog Pond Farm & Studio

You can read the poem here. 

Cammy Thomas' poetry collection, Cathedral of Wish, is available from Four Way Books.