“[There are] thousands of other lost "orphans" whose lives were changed forever by the greed and hypocrisy of church and state.” ~ Martin Sixsmith My Mother is far from where she belongs. It’s been about sixty years since she’s been on the soil that saw her come into this world. Out of my siblings, I’m … Continue reading She is a Lost Child
Author: Erin Winans
Filler
Surrounded by a doctor and businessman, I write my poem in the dark. A doctorate and profession that smells of money, I chose days of drought but also days In which the seeds of imagination are sprinkled. A tinkle turns into a trilogy; a drought turns into deception. The basin is above, but each crack … Continue reading Filler
Silent Savior
I see the fiery breath before it reaches my sensitive drums that reverberate meaning. What scorching marks They leave on my heart. But a heart is a heart to hurt, Even if it’s not the target of desire. Every beat wilts my pumping organ Until the words become metaphysical. A battle between truth … Continue reading Silent Savior
Wavering Passion
Flicker. Each letter coming together to make— Something, anything. But the human eyes flit across the page, Maybe one word soaked in. One among hundreds that sit neatly next to one another. Only the select few get chosen, Get appraise and recognition. Flicker. Each session I’m just sitting here writing- no typing … Continue reading Wavering Passion
I knew I Wasn’t the One For You
Your soft hands freeze on the way to hers because you’re not free to give touches like that. The tightness of clenched fists block out any emotion so my cold hands are left to tremble insync with my bottom lip. Brown eyes exude longing and needing in every glance as if she is a … Continue reading I knew I Wasn’t the One For You
Natural Form of Books
Hey y'all, this poem is dedicated to books and understanding the cost of that love. https://poets.media/natural-form-of-books By: Erin Winans Let me know what y'all think! I would love to hear feedback about my poem Natural Form of Books!
Poetry Contest
Hey y'all! This isn't a poem, but I just want to let others know about this poetry contest! It's a love poetry contest that asks you to submit one, or more, poems. They actually encourage multiple submissions! The contest asks you to think about what you're perspective of love is. If you go to the … Continue reading Poetry Contest
Freckles of a Past Life
On my right forearm, I have the mark of an animal. Two dots and a base shaped like an imprint. This could be one of two legs or one of four. It’s not clear, but my heart confirms the essence. Every action made with my right hand Holds the weight of a different … Continue reading Freckles of a Past Life
L is for…
Floating sunlight that fills dull sidewalks with unintentional color- vibrant like the sun, calm like the sea. Destination always unknown. Not that they mind; Never do they mind. The gentle caress of the wind guides. Free falling for eternity. But White bareness encroaches and they retreat, Only traces here and there- to grace us once … Continue reading L is for…
Skydiving in Vermont
A poem that reflects what I experienced when I went skydiving 🙂 https://poets.media/skydiving-in-vermont As I always say, I would love to hear feedback 🙂 constructive criticism will only help me get better! By: Erin Winans
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