Tags : seeing

Sometimes

Sometimes

A Poem by Healing Star


hmmmmm, it's about a promise that I try to keep.
~ Silverstar

~ Silverstar

A Poem by


... Love is eternal ...
When I saw him

When I saw him

A Story by allyblazeski


The moment I saw him, something awakened. It was as if something inside me had been waiting for this exact moment. He felt it too.As soon as our eyes ..
Seeing

Seeing

A Story by Anonymous


A gust of wind greeted the pair as he slid the balcony door open for her. She closed her eyes and softly smiled as she stepped outside, visibly savor..
I Can See

I Can See

A Poem by Cool Girl


A poem about a lonely boy...
New Mind

New Mind

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


The mind is the bodypaying attention to whatit is seeing and doing.Morning tea, unemployedwas one thing twenty years agoand another now, two babies.Ye..
Holding Out

Holding Out

A Poem by Healing Star


I made it seem like I did not get my wife hardly anything. She filled this monster stocking for me, and she gave me heck. It was hard to hold out to ..
Broken Child (really a shooting Star)

Broken Child (really a shooting Star)

A Poem by Healing Star


Seeing clearly on the morning of a New Moon.
Give Me Spring

Give Me Spring

A Poem by CrimsonHints


Please show me your spring.Splash some colors on my eyes.I've learned to hate the darkness,And all shades of grey, I despise.Take away these shadows.G..
The Gift

The Gift

A Poem by Suzy Hazelwood


Ever since you leftmy thoughtsare inside outmagnifiedmultipliedI see the smallthe insignificantin full relevanceinstead of the battlethe rising furywr..
Boxes and Batteries

Boxes and Batteries

A Poem by Matthew Henningsen


On a bus in a deep Asian jungle, Full of rain and wet, I thought of a time when I Held my memories in my hand, Squeezing them ..
Degrees of Arc

Degrees of Arc

A Poem by Ken Simm.


What I see
Innocence and old painted spaces.

Innocence and old painted spaces.

A Poem by Ken Simm.


I read these old books slowly. All that I wish for is in them. It is a landscape of high places and water that I draw in time. Instead of this. ..
Making the Face of Heaven.

Making the Face of Heaven.

A Poem by Ken Simm.


Earthlight and music reach the top of this hill. I am here. Here is my thinking. Here are my contemplations lying on the deaf earth. My sight i..
Cold Copy,Fun house Mirror,Window

Cold Copy,Fun house Mirror,Window

A Story by Stephen J. Vattimo


An article about self evaluation of one spiritual life.
The Unfinished Painting.

The Unfinished Painting.

A Poem by Ken Simm.


Yesterday.