Beneath Community

A spoken word love poem by Andre

You Are Mine What is your name— that in a single whisper of its sound you bring true beauty into daylight, as certain as night reaching endlessly toward the sky. Across strangers and distant places there remains a trace— blood, sweat, and tears spilled beneath the wandering midnight sky. But I am... read more

Angle in a Circle

At times, no, less than times, yet more, I reach for laughter’s hidden door, But hinges rust beneath my hand, And silence is what makes its stand. Old punchlines wander, pale and thin, Ghosts of where delight had been, What once was reckless, bright, and loud Now wilts behind a thinning shroud. At... read more

(26/02) Yorushika - Fireworks Beneath My Shoes

The Rule of the "Gilded Shadow"

The superstition goes that if a streetlight flickers or hums just as you pass directly beneath it, you shouldn't look at your shadow until you reach the next pool of light. The Glitch: A flickering light is seen as a "thin spot" in reality. If you look at your shadow while the light is unstable,... read more

Water… How does being in the water make you feel?

I absolutely love water and everything about it. I love swimming, diving, and exploring the depths, seeing everything that goes on beneath the surface and discovering the hidden world underwater. Being in the water feels so calming, yet it fills me with energy and strength to take on everything... (edited) read more

If nature was a poem

Dawn spills gold on fields of green, Softest light you've ever seen. Morning winds begin to play, Brushing sleepy clouds away. Rivers hum a silver rhyme, Flowing slow through space and time. Pebbles sing beneath their feet, Nature’s quiet heartbeat. Mountains rise in silent grace, Guardians of time... read more