He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sun rise.
by WILLIAM BLAKE (1757-1827)
Public Domain Poetry
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sun rise.
by WILLIAM BLAKE (1757-1827)
Public Domain Poetry
have you ever felt
that your life is mortgaged
from the very first cry?
they squeeze your persona dry
they gain interest from everything
starting with your imperfect reflection
and its teenaged acne
ending with a type of upholstery
on your second-rate coffin
and nothing really belongs to you
except a nightingale’s song
that reverberates outside your window
every single night
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2024
Love blossoming
Not just for kith and kin
Stardust on the wind
Whispering searching for a home
Open my heart
Give me strength
Break the chains of conforming
Show me a brave new world
Not giving up
Not giving in
Growing and transforming
Into a wildflower
Open my heart
Give me strength
Break the chains of conforming
Show me a brave new world
Finding peace
In the love light
Strength in numbers
Expanding the bounds of what love means
Open my heart
Give me strength
Break the chains of conforming
Show me a brave new world
by CASSY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2023
I live in a house of cats:
three before that were
one – Emily
after the poet
loved blue jays
a thing with feathers
and two – CJ
namesake Joy but
arrived with grief
that lifted with love
then 3 – Crystal
so full of life and love
she sparkled!
[ There were two drifters
Moose, who lived next door but preferred to garden here
and Little Black Kitty who learned to trust slowly but enough ]
Of course Lola,
Zen master
lost then found
found me
Now: Molly
Good Golly,
is Whippersnapper
a name for a cat?
by JEN PAYNE
© All rights reserved 2023