The Poetry of Emotion
It's been 5 amazing years of Ephemeral Elegies! It's been incredible to connect with so many poets from around the world, but after a lot of thought and consideration, the time has come to say farewell (at least for now!) I don't know what the future holds, but for the time-being, Ephemeral Elegies is on... Continue Reading →
The winds in my soulare howling with inner turmoil.Branches scratch my thoughtsas they swirl ensconced by rainy tears.It’s hard to move forward when invisible forces push you back. About the Poet: Daniel Sailor is a poet and English teacher. He hails from Shreveport, Louisiana.
I hope it's okay to interrupt the normal flow of a poem-a-week to plug my new project! My new book Crooked - published by World Castle Publishing - is available starting today! You can buy the kindle version here or the google play audiobook version here! Interested in knowing more? Here's the official description of... Continue Reading →
Dear readers and poets, For the month of March, Ephemeral Elegies will be going on a spring break sabbatical. There will be no new poems published for the month of March, but we’ll be back in April for National Poetry month. The past 12 months have been hard for everyone, and we need a moment... Continue Reading →
Today will not be different. Mercury is in retrograde, expect a tsunami of unwanted advances. On Thursday, a tumultuous relationship long thought dead will attempt to rise from the grave. By Friday, you’ll be on eggshells delicately walking through the remnants of a friendship once thought shatterproof. The weekend brings rain. Your roses won’t survive... Continue Reading →
I used to read books. For it is far better to drown in a novel than to drown in a cesspit of morose souls but I slipped became curious - drowned for a little while. But as I pick my book up on this bitter cold day. I am reminded of the trail of warmth... Continue Reading →
With a storm With a gull With your breath Goes the thought With a vague vision Beyond the bogland With your heart Hawking aloud in the wild With dripping blood An unformed concept A shoal of consciousness Bubbling with feeling With a photon With a quantum With your mind concentrated On a twisted other Photo... Continue Reading →
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