“Just be still, and listen”… Only love brings peace Patience helps you grow Open your ears Close your mouth Listen one another Understand And… Respect! @Maritza – Hour Eighteen    

His secrets hidden buried in his grave even if she tells they say its just her game What can she do so lost and so confused, all alone in a world of pain She once ran away tried to hide it all but he found…

Books were safer Even when they disappointed Or twisted to unexpected ends   If they spirited me Into danger and certain death, I could always return to ground With but a scratch on my memory.   Even though they created for me Wicked worlds, shrouded…

The scorching sun has disappeared into the dark musky clouds Here I sit on the moor talking to myself again, aloud I wish you’d known many things before we met I wish you thought of yourself as important Then maybe you wouldn’t have left me…

just be still, and listen lay under the waning super moon and listen to moonbeams scratch the surface of the itch on your back while the grass grows and the grasshoppers pack their bags too tomorrow we’re going to follow the itch to the Badlands…

Prompt for Hour Eighteen Posted on June 27, 2021 2:00am EDT by The Poetry Marathon Text Prompt If you want a friend; be still and listen.   If you need to hide from an enemy, be still and listen.   Keeping still will conceal you. Listening will reveal…

I see a world before me, filled with all the brightest hues A far cry from the visions that are laid out on the news A rock amid so many more, so large and yet so small And yet, a place where goodness reins supremely…

For when two become one Combined by the same It shall then—be done That—which you proclaim   For two shall become one And when two are then said to agree Your wishes will not remain barren Thanks to this—prophesy   With praise we may then…

It’s a terrible thing to be a yes-man, but there are times when it’s better to say “yes”! A guy I really liked asked me if I wanted him to stay one day more in town for me.   And what did I answer? No,…

“Just be still and listen” Shloka Shankar   Sure, you can hear, the death knell of your dreams, the grand plans for your life that you charted as a child. Hush, but listen also for the lilting tune of the night as it calls to…