Classic poem of the day
O there is blessing in this gentle breeze
That blows from the green fields and from the clouds
And from the sky: it beats against my cheek,
And seems half-conscious of the joy it gives.
O welcome messenger! O welcome friend!
A captive greets thee, coming from a house
Of bondage, from yon city's walls set free,
A prison where he hath been long immured.
Now I am free, enfranchised and at large,
May fix my habitation where I will.
What dwelling shal......
Member poem of the day
The Storefront
It is another day
I open my eyes from sleep
And prepare for the
Morning’s End
The mirror reflects my face
My eyes have a history.
It is time to go outside
I am walking now
The day is beautiful
And I see people walking
And carrying out their day
I find myself on a narrow
Street
With businesses and restaurants
And wonderful coffee shops that
Carry memories of relief
I c......
