Core [C.O.R.E]

The science Vs religion non-debate

  • hollyann

    trickle by hollyann

    just a little thread
    of water
    down the side
    of a cup
    of a tree trunk

    trickle

    how the time
    ticks sometimes lonely
    sometimes only
    second to second
    a world apart

    trickle

    as honey runs
    sweet
    insipid
    and slow
    just e…

    97 words

  • uncleblack

    late hour owl by uncleblack

    in the most silent way,
    how he passes his time,
    gradual light graces his fronds,
    smears across late day hues,
    in an exquisite dance,
    whispers through the tines.

    the hill is bored endless by rabbit,
    my cush…

    155 words

  • JRGarland

    As I Wait by JRGarland

    A new day has dawned
    As we stroll through the grassy meadows
    And come up upon the campsite
    I had prepared the day before
    With plenty of wood for the fire
    And a picnic table to start a romantic meal
    I set …

    101 words

  • TaylorJordan

    WHILE WE SLEPT. by TaylorJordan

    Nothing , And I mean nothing can ever hurt them now
    together they flourish and sustain
    both securing and giving a pure heart

    159 words

  • MaryMac

    Destiny by MaryMac

    take me to the place where you go
    where nobody knows

    166 words

  • Kirstine Dieckmann

    to fondle a saint by Kirstine Dieck...

    Do not fool yourself
    to think
    you have fondled
    a saint
    You have merely
    touched your lips
    upon
    a burden.

    20 words

  • Arcadia Tempest

    New Religion by Arcadia Tempest

    Love the madness of serving yourself…..

    229 words

  • DarKarsean

    As the Horny Horns Played On by DarKarsean

    The Horny Horns played funkadelic as the sound of
    trombone, sax and trumpet rent the air
    There within the music, minds travelled
    to where beats of soul echoed through the psyche

    Always in the groove giv…

    126 words

  • uncleblack

    all at sea by uncleblack

    darkness sits in hot idleness
    across my half sleeping form,
    in unseasonal warmth,
    the night noises enter
    each open window.

    you had to leave,
    and in these days inbetween,
    my second brain
    does not see or hear…

    79 words

  • su2anne

    Waste not by su2anne

    Shy and curious at first. But as
    Time passed the full
    Gamut was experienced. And though
    Reflection understood it was
    Sorrow who held the
    Moment… of time
    Thwarted in the
    Land of
    Neglect…

    100 words

  • su2anne

    When is enough too much... by su2anne

    You rape and
    Pillage. Storm my very
    Heart! What is it you
    Want from me? Is it my
    Pound of flesh? I gave that
    Eon’s back… You are
    Never satisfied. No matter
    That I give all I
    Have.

    116 words

  • hud e

    subject to the winter of '69 by hud e

    and now the clay is on fire. peeking out of winter’s decadence.
    the enchanting beauty of staying inside. you and i.

    22 words

  • kashmirecho

    My Poor Little Broken Heart by kashmirecho

    My poor little broken heart
    Has been abused and tortured
    Many times over
    But anytime it sees even a glimmer
    Of a chance
    For happiness
    It leaps
    It bounds
    It wishes
    It hopes
    Because maybe this time
    It could be th…

    87 words

  • kashmirecho

    For A Moment by kashmirecho

    For a moment
    We were together
    Building a life
    Happily
    But it was all in my head
    Just a day dream
    A small hope
    An easy picture to see
    Because it’s so easy
    When we’re together
    But I never told you
    My dreams
    My sma…

    87 words

  • HamperRefuser

    A Conscious Void by HamperRefuser

    By allowing the elaborate collage of words to paint imagery they may only have encountered dripping out of their most unexplainable dreams…

    363 words

  • juddarwin

    unscrolled, haiku.....38 by juddarwin

    i still love you as
    we are, not missing any
    thing of how i luv ed;
    what you said’s my love
    and what i said’s my luv, seem s
    to’ve been nil/nix close;
    seems is but word, verbed
    simulated/me…

    65 words

  • Leon A.  Walker

    Equinox by Leon A. Walker

    I pray there may be peace,
    for the souls of the long unsettled

    88 words

  • shelleybabe2

    When I come out at night... by shelleybabe2

    I’ll walk the walk.
    I’ll talk the talk.
    I’am who I’am.
    And that’s not all…

    If I can sense your smell…
    I’ll fly like a bat out of hell.
    I’ll come crash…

    106 words