New: prose-poemAll contenthive-129948hive-196917krzzanhive-183959steemhive-180932hive-166405photographyhive-185836uncommonlabhive-150122hive-183397hive-144064bitcoinlifehive-188619krsuccesshive-139150hive-101145hive-103599hive-124908hive-184714hive-145157hive-109690TrendingNewHotLikersguiqihong (36)in hive-185836 • 4 years agoYou are my only addressLet me be close to you like a small plant Let me caress you like a green leaf Let me embrace you like this gentle night Let my voice flow into your heart like a clear stream I am ordinary…vitkolesnik (62)in scribbleguild • 6 years agoProse Poem: SpringThe green spring haze is ready to birth all living things as soon as the word sounds. I am the word. Just yesterday I was laughing with happiness, flying up on a swing over a spring pond. I am…warpedpoetic (66)in poetry • 6 years agoLET US TRY : A PROSE POEMYou see we who sit in the shadows, we do good too you know. We try, yes we try to be decent folks, to make you feel comfortable when you see us, to make you forget that when the moon shines on you…vitkolesnik (62)in scribbleguild • 6 years agoProse Poem: The Night When Spring ComesI look into the sky, changeable and immutable, like the Spirit himself. Eternal castles shine high in the air over my soul’s frozen pond where clouds were shivering in summer, and on Christmas…vitkolesnik (62)in scribbleguild • 6 years agoProse Poem: Shepherd’s LightThe last sun rays are piercing thick cold air, making fallen leaves flame in the sunset blaze. The sky’s azure edge shines through the clouds and mirrors in the glittering, tangibly flat river…vitkolesnik (62)in writerspace • 6 years agoProse Poem: Blue WritingAll shades of blue stretched over my head, from azure to ultramarine. A silver-blue hoarfrost covered faded meadows. Roadside trees are tinted blue, and the running train’s trembling shadow gleams…vitkolesnik (62)in dbread • 6 years agoProse Poem: Writing in Jardin du LuxembourgA feeling of incredible happiness, peace, joy, serenity, confidence. By the end of the evening the sun peeped out from behind the fog, illuminating by its dim, warm light the palace’s pale yellow…vitkolesnik (62)in poetry • 6 years agoProse Poem: HolidayBlue smoldering clouds touch mountains in the silver sky, blue bellflowers sway to the beat of the wind, red-tiled roofs drip after the rain. My living presence here and now, a memory of life…whiteliquor (51)in writer • 6 years agoDear Diary 2018.06.13Dear Diary, Today I had a hangover. Yesterday started at 6:00 a.m. get up, go to school, four hours of teaching, well two hours cuz the first class we watched "Who Framed Roger Rabbit" because…vitkolesnik (62)in poetry • 7 years agoProse Poem: The Spring of LifeThe fields are sown, and green sprouts stretch towards sunlight. Crosses mark trees to be cut down this year. A gentle-gray overtone of warmth pervades the sky. A few more twilight chords, and…vitkolesnik (62)in poetry • 7 years agoProse poem: SunbeamOn the snowy horizon, a sunlight stripe is glowing, contrasting sharply with the black edge of the forest and dark thick clouds in the sky. Unstable, like an early waking, it now appears, then…vitkolesnik (62)in poetry • 7 years agoProse Poem: The Hungry OnesHe said: Those buildings hinder me from living. With their sharp spires, with their high roofs they block the horizon. They hinder me, said he. And the buildings have collapsed, every single one;…vitkolesnik (62)in poetry • 7 years agoProse Poem: Spring in the AirThe spring is in the air, still imperceptible, like a subtle smile, like a fresh young voice barely audible above the buzz of the crowd. We don’t know what we’re asking for, but the Spirit himself…vitkolesnik (62)in poetry • 7 years agoProse Poem: The Day of PossibleI’m staring into the new day, boundless, impenetrable, unpredictable, like the clouds of fog crawling across ground, snatching out and hiding again the most diverse landscapes. All therein is still…vitkolesnik (62)in poetry • 7 years agoProse Poem: The Hidden WorldIn the past I liked heavy snowfalls, but now I yearn for the sun. Even noonday heat wouldn’t feel unpleasant to me. How amazing it is, that there’s pleasure hiding behind the negation in the word…vitkolesnik (62)in freewrite • 7 years agoProse Poem: White SunWhite sun is bathing in the haze of the frosty morning. My freedom is as far away as the sun, unattainable and inviting—a diamond with thousands of sparkling facets, shining with rays of…robertvogt (59)in photography • 7 years agoYuan Mountain, Tucheng, Taiwan, Republic of ChinaThis is where I get my exercise It's really special at night when it's raining The rain sucks in Taiwan But up in that mountain there is a special atmosphere when you are hiking in the rain at…whiteliquor (51)in poem • 7 years agoPistol ~ Camille Luciana GarciaThat was how it happened. Nobody would believe a three-year-old kid. I didn't even know enough to tell anybody. It just happened there she was. I remember my babysitter a couple weeks earlier…robertvogt (59)in writing • 7 years agoCursing the Saints"Fuckin' A!" I mutter a little louder than I should as I step out of Songshan Church. I look around quickly, worried that one of the parishioners has heard this vile utterance pass from my lips.…robertvogt (59)in poem • 7 years agoHedging Intoxicated - Robert Vogti’d put a shitload of bets down on this one game. downing vodka gimlets at a tenderloin bar with russ. placing the bets on the phone. i forgot what they all were. remembered putting a big sum to win…
