<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2026 06:03:47 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/free-verse/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Bruegel's Icarus]]></title><description><![CDATA[wings of vanity somehow found a way. mask chronic shame; break on through the wax too much too soon, see at last: i ought to shine like these tears, flowing, falling, filling the space between but ultimately]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@guidry/bruegel-s-icarus</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@guidry/bruegel-s-icarus</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[guidry]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jul 2019 12:37:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNaPs7vzNXHueW5ZM76DSHWEY7onmfLxcK2iQT4PsRnL2gAhmDZ3guLVYagbsVzJGUmC1B2VaFw5XrwXjTqiJpAnUgovwHRwEHP8F9tMzxaxgW?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[To Begin and End]]></title><description><![CDATA[If there was anything in this world that I would desperately cling to; it is your life, your love, your smile. How cruel is fate to have brought you into my timid embrace only to rip you from my empty]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/to-begin-and-end</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/to-begin-and-end</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[phantasmagoric]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2019 23:35:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Good, The Bad, The Undecided]]></title><description><![CDATA[I am torn by the duality of my spirit. Destroyed by indecision, halted in hesitation. Am I cold and heartless? Merciful and compassionate? I spend countless hours exploring my soul. After ages passed,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/the-good-the-bad-the-undecided</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/the-good-the-bad-the-undecided</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[phantasmagoric]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2019 17:02:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Lovers Grim]]></title><description><![CDATA[As I sit here staring, madly glaring at the pieces of the past you left behind Tiny, insignificant, trivial things heavy with sentiment and regret I pray the memories won't last that soon I shall forget]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/the-lover-s-grim</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/the-lover-s-grim</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[phantasmagoric]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2019 02:26:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Nothing to See Here]]></title><description><![CDATA[We're all talk, talk, talk but no body listens we speak as if we're free because we refuse to see or cage of gilded bars so pretty when they glisten Cautiously, we move our feet upon the predetermined]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/nothing-to-see-here</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/nothing-to-see-here</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[phantasmagoric]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2019 02:52:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[All Mother]]></title><description><![CDATA[The tears of the unwanted children down my heart in sorrows Their cries echo endlessly in my bone marrow My soul yearns to love them steal them from the cradle before the world can touch them to give them]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/all-mother</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/all-mother</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[phantasmagoric]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2019 03:29:21 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Free Verse: The Way of Wisdom]]></title><description><![CDATA[The way, a moving border between worlds, connecting all without owning, with no beginning, neither end. The way whose every dot keeps memory of endless moments, stories, lives. A narrow gap between]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/prose-poem-the-way-of-wisdom</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/prose-poem-the-way-of-wisdom</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[vitkolesnik]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2019 17:00:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/vM1pGHgNcyCXUWJECrZbvn1NMPj1oFGUo3gYfF3NNPRD9VYJkx4ArRzqds5kA5VXq71sXoftWg2yGc63o4qUadJmW2eCAUhXMGgVeriNEQtu26ZN31q7osYXGvTCxonGdDV9P6n?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Simple]]></title><description><![CDATA[Love me as if tomorrow is The End. As if our Sun will never rise again; and we are left to listen to the Silence. Love me with a love ever expanding going ever deeper into the abyss that is this Universe]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/simple</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@phantasmagoric/simple</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[phantasmagoric]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2019 23:56:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Eclipsed]]></title><description><![CDATA[I will steal the warmth and light from your day. Leaving it dreary and gray. A mere shadow of itself, a poor imitation of night.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/senryu/@phantasmagoric/eclipsed</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/senryu/@phantasmagoric/eclipsed</guid><category><![CDATA[senryu]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[phantasmagoric]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2019 23:42:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Free Verse: First Snow Day]]></title><description><![CDATA[White whirlwinds twist and dance, a thick snow cover merges with the horizon and hides the forest’s notched edge. How could I bargain winter’s austere beauty for never-ending summer? To renew itself, life]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/free-verse-first-snow-day-20190112t231259349z-post</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/free-verse-first-snow-day-20190112t231259349z-post</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[vitkolesnik]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2019 23:13:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/6gUbcJtcgqxJdk8uPEbW65mor6RokcHJabh1aL6kb29hioeTFNzsLwrJspCPT8cfMUiUJi?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Phoenix]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image courtesy of pixabay. life is an altarand it demands heartblood no painno gaintrite platitudes more true than anythingsacrifice makes the world go 'round gentle fingers lift up my chin you can do]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/steempress/@kwilley/phoenix-ktkfamazac</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/steempress/@kwilley/phoenix-ktkfamazac</guid><category><![CDATA[steempress]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kwilley]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2018 17:04:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/23KQwnti57stuXpnvnU2D4w5Hhi3Micu1ZRCk7Tjiao4xBwLYzD8UGf2ap5ZBjUQmsDQwAb9NLGMFbStEdTJmPUvan8HkM4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Commuter]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sitting side by side, skin touches when its a rough ride some are careless, while hairs forcefully blown by air others are undistracted, music in both ears Some read days news to cover bare face other]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/vehiclephotography/@amayphin/the-commuter</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/vehiclephotography/@amayphin/the-commuter</guid><category><![CDATA[vehiclephotography]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[amayphin]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2018 09:48:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/JvFFVmatwWHRfvmtd53nmEJ94xpKydwmbSC5H5svBACH7y6YAcVUdzDLj92ptZhiNsWbejNDSafAKsbAL8tsPXcQqqVb2DfsKMHPSQeCnKQmX3BNk3enTa2Bm34T3TgfjYMCpzUdo4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Free Verse: The Art of Writing]]></title><description><![CDATA[The word is born out of the silence, so the beginning of writing is to master the pause. I write, as if stretching my limbs, numb after a long sleep. The awakening of the word is like the action of light,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/free-verse-the-art-of-writing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/free-verse-the-art-of-writing</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[vitkolesnik]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2018 09:51:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/B69zEgfimpGkYNmLxp6trGVctLQGUurR5Mxq8Tnw3Rwh2KEFCLEorpyxdLcZboDoEeHCfDrKYenCezeRGoA3oLr4Muiut63H9r5CJHPL?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Not yet: A very short poem]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sometimes I stare and I squint Shifting my eyelids until I see whatever I want to see When the aperture gets so small and the light so scarce, I can conjure it into just about anything. But not anything]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@veckinon/not-yet-a-very-short-poem</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@veckinon/not-yet-a-very-short-poem</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[veckinon]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2018 08:41:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/4i88GgaV8qiFU89taP2MgKXzwntUGAvkoQiKU7VxyD37q9FUPKzfn6QLS9ST6xTRnypBmcR87NdeTpQ3zveNNU2bFqibB62ZtyAUU6Gk16cxgTFTeHiEPuKgwY?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Prose Poem: The New Beginning]]></title><description><![CDATA[Thoughts sweep through my head, but I'm waiting, looking out of my train window. A spark is about to ignite, a miracle to happen, as the forest suddenly ends and a vastness opens up—plowed fields, the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/prose-poem-the-new-beginning-20180610t111405354z-post</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/prose-poem-the-new-beginning-20180610t111405354z-post</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[vitkolesnik]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2018 11:14:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3HaJVvr6qfochBpf48VycBJp6jurGqgHnPsiGHVXpgBaY7PwRKQXzTyaqSYvm4vj7cbWreP6RJBUew9y2aZEdWqXg5SBx6Dm5MXe8FQ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Free Verse Poem: Your Time is Now]]></title><description><![CDATA[Your time is now, pink cherries blossom. You are the truth, are you still true to it? My train runs faster, raindrops slide down the window glass, and the thick rain stirs a pond, my soul, as I pass along.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/free-verse-poem-your-time-is-now</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@vitkolesnik/free-verse-poem-your-time-is-now</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[vitkolesnik]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2018 12:22:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/7ohP4FeQn67t46e5hx7hDtU2pzbfCZkab9GVZFvaY5Z89mjaRdT1KKEvspTw52b6Gpe4jz4gEVRqQCoWYHhoaDx7bqcaoew9VVCS?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Kuh-thers /'kʌð·ərz/ (for kim)]]></title><description><![CDATA[/'kʌð·ərz/ (for Kim) She says kuh-thers /'kʌð·ərz/ not colors /ˈkʌl·ərz/. Not because she doesn’t know, but because it is too much for just an "L" /l/; “colors…” "kuh-thers" “kuthers…”]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@veckinon/kuh-thers-k-d-rz-for-kim</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@veckinon/kuh-thers-k-d-rz-for-kim</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[veckinon]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2018 05:24:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3W72119s5BjWPGGUiZ9pqnZoj8JHYxCCp9dtn2QVevzjBVaGWt7RwnR6Ju5kZHEqEUrWX9Xm8e3REQ7XpxNMHQhruEMq35fH3jqMyaiP8hZsHoRQLgazd4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Little Words - A small collection of short poems]]></title><description><![CDATA[Here is a small collection of short poems on a variety of subject matters. Most of them are Haiku-like in form. Home The sun was higher We drove all day long, non-stop We were going home. The friendly]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@veckinon/little-words-a-small-collection-of-short-poems</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@veckinon/little-words-a-small-collection-of-short-poems</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[veckinon]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2018 01:36:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2FFvzA2zeqoVZ5NRzV2o8MyJEzowAL6rjbt8w3dTHbroTonfQSMZ2Y5TF8GnkHw3MJQ4ByP3dFYZHNHSLkw7UB5ZHbkypFHyuaufLZ56tKcibBGtgzEEPsJHyXb1p?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Database vs Eleanor]]></title><description><![CDATA[The precession of a database should be as accurate as a writer, describing sweet Eleanor, a naughty child maintaining that she's cleaning the kitchen, while stealing all the fairy cakes. The relationship]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mrbruce45/database-vs-eleanor</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mrbruce45/database-vs-eleanor</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mrbruce45]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2018 16:17:21 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[White dot swish]]></title><description><![CDATA[Little white d o t s swish By the wind                         o                            w There tied to the beast (un) muzzled from the e a s T Indeed the wind DOTH Blow F o r Nuthin’     The snows]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mrbruce45/white-dot-swish</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mrbruce45/white-dot-swish</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mrbruce45]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2018 08:48:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8t3d5gG8YxUrFtTrvhgCDjjN8jFs78FQPbKGSbE1t7RCJ86YS1Fp89VW4LWjGakBKnD3zqHhw2aETzsPt5TDfF6fvnyDoqEiLVt5e6qBbfqWPAJeJ6DTZKNLX8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>