Tag: poems by women

• Coffee

  a haiku By Kelli Heil Give me iced coffee Dark, cold, icy liquid pours Everything is fine Learn more about Kelli in her bio on the Featured Authors Page.

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  September 20, 2021

  poetry

  coffee, haiku, iced coffee, poem, poems by women, poetry, women author

• cancun

  By Tiffany Shull Peterson cash only shared water bottles and teenage egohe leans in she’s pulled awaypeeling posters drooping dangling swaying a noir fantasy filled with smoke and punkbassbeats coy smiles beneath too-black rimmed eyeslove drunk side stage yearning for a glancesweat and noise and insecurity average talent sings off-key as fists punchtheair boys will…

  Tiffany S.

  August 31, 2021

  coming of age, poetry

  coming of age, fiction, poem, poems by women, poetry, women author

• The Gravitated

  By Dr. Manjusha Hari This gray destitution is colouring the cord of my spine.  The fearing solitude is the chime of my rapturous soul. My sea is relaxing in the shore; and I’m.. I’m longing to plunge in his hidden trench of love! He is not drained yet; So my thirst too. The years…. The…

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  August 9, 2021

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  poem, poems by women, poetry, women author

• Fascia Dreaming

  By Kaitlynn McShea I dreamt about fascia again last night–how its synovial hardeningand gooey hydrationis akin to the Elmer’s gluewe used in school,pressing it on our pencil boxesto make bookmarks,sliding it on the pads of our fingersto make fingerprints. How it can be used to fix or to adhere,how my body holds stories as much…

  Kaitlynn McShea

  July 26, 2021

  dreams or dreaming, poetry

  fiction, poem, poems by women, poetry, women author

• Vague

  By Bianca Marie Nery We stand Side by side But in stark contrast To one another, Our love A vague mixture Of words And tangled limbs Between small promises And lengthy lies Dressed up in The sweetest words Whispered through The cracks Of the walls We hide behind. Learn more about Bianca in her bio…

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  June 21, 2021

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  poem, poems by women, poetry

• Last Words

  By Jill Robinson You’re so beautiful: The last words he ever spoke to her, not that he knew who she was anymore.  As his memories slowly dispersed, like dandelion seeds in a soft summer breeze, his love for her remained.  The young child she brought to visit, snow white hair and deep blue eyes, almost familiar, a vision in…

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  June 3, 2021

  poetry

  midwest poetry, poems by women, poetry, women author

• Quarantine Day 12

  By Noeme Grace C Tabor-Farjani “What is home quarantine? This is the voluntary “home isolation” of individuals, without signs and symptoms, who came from COVID-affected countries for the past 14 days.”—Bureau of Quarantine, Philippine Department of Health beer, window seat / at dusk, open sea breeze,peach and purple sky, / the 80s playing by a…

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  April 22, 2021

  poetry

  national poetry month, poem, poems by women, poetry

• What Do I Say?

  By Noeme Grace C Tabor-Farjani for Dorcas, a friend, on her birthday  What do I say? / A thousand words said / over and over again. / What else do I say? / Except the unknown, / unheard, unseen, maybe. / But what can be hidden / from the light that you are? / That…

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  April 19, 2021

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  national poetry month, poem, poems by women, poetry

• tuesday morning

  By Megan Cannella driving some backroad until it turns highwaydriving illinois until it turns iowa fishing an old antidepressantfrom the bottom of my bag sitting shotgun and heavy enough to trick the airbag sensors into thinking this purse is a life worth saving Learn more about Megan in her bio on the Featured Author page.

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  April 15, 2021

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• I-80 East

  By Megan Cannella need to escapeneed to arrivebarely seeing or being seenam I moving at all? need to arrivefogged-over, pre-dawn Nebraska fieldsam I moving at all?tire to pavement, jagged rhythms of home fogged-over, pre-dawn Nebraska fieldsbarely seeing or being seentire to pavement, jagged rhythms of homeneed to escape Learn more about Megan in her bio…

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  April 12, 2021

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  midwest poetry, national poetry month, poems by women, poetry