List: Poetry | Curated by Emma Briggs

Jan 13, 2022

14 stories

Poetry
In
Lit Up
by
Emma Briggs
For lifewe keep trying, we keep trying
Oct 19, 2018
1
Oct 19, 2018
1
In
Resistance Poetry
by
Emma Briggs
DryThe dams are draining dangerously.
Oct 25, 2019
2
Oct 25, 2019
2
In
Lit Up
by
Emma Briggs
Peace on the Front LineWe listen to trees on the front line.
May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019
In
Lit Up
by
Emma Briggs
Butterfly in the WindWhere is she going?
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020
In
Lit Up
by
Emma Briggs
Discord in the DarkI always hated ticking clocks,
Apr 15, 2020
1
Apr 15, 2020
1
In
Lit Up
by
Emma Briggs
The Moon is in My HeadThe moon is in my head
throbbing red, full of wine,
echoing with your snores.
Jul 28, 2020
1
Jul 28, 2020
1
In
Lit Up
by
Emma Briggs
In the EndI did not see terror in your eyes, I only heard about it,
but I felt ripples through the phone.
Dec 13, 2021
1
Dec 13, 2021
1
In
Lit Up
by
Emma Briggs
Ripped from the TreesA Free Verse Poem
Jul 30, 2021
7
Jul 30, 2021
7
In
Resistance Poetry
by
Emma Briggs
We Want to LiveIf you’re not fearful right now,
you’re not paying attention,
Oct 7, 2020
2
Oct 7, 2020
2
Emma Briggs
Ocean LifeAn aquatic poem.
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020
In
Resistance Poetry
by
Emma Briggs
A New DayWhat if?
Nov 7, 2020
1
Nov 7, 2020
1
In
Resistance Poetry
by
Emma Briggs
The Uneasiness of TreesAround me 
the leaves drip
with oppressive, intermittent, 
unanswered questions.
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020
In
Resistance Poetry
by
Emma Briggs
ContradictionReflections of this life.
May 15, 2021
May 15, 2021
In
Lit Up
by
Emma Briggs
NecessaryFree Verse
Jun 25, 2021
Jun 25, 2021

Poetry

For life

we keep trying, we keep trying

Dry

The dams are draining dangerously.

Peace on the Front Line

We listen to trees on the front line.

Butterfly in the Wind

Where is she going?

Discord in the Dark

I always hated ticking clocks,

The Moon is in My Head

The moon is in my head throbbing red, full of wine, echoing with your snores.

In the End

I did not see terror in your eyes, I only heard about it, but I felt ripples through the phone.

Ripped from the Trees

A Free Verse Poem

We Want to Live

If you’re not fearful right now, you’re not paying attention,

Ocean Life

An aquatic poem.

A New Day

What if?

The Uneasiness of Trees

Around me the leaves drip with oppressive, intermittent, unanswered questions.

Contradiction

Reflections of this life.

Necessary

Free Verse

Emma Briggs