A volcano can change the land in moments. Beneath the ash, life finds a way to return. Beneath the Ash is a poem about nature’s force and resilience. Enjoyed it? Subscribe to the Vault for more poems like this. Hashtags: #Untamed #Volcano #NaturePoetry #Resilience #Poetry

"You stood in front of every storm to keep our little kitchen warm..." Not all strength makes noise. This piece is for the mothers who held the storm at bay behind closed doors, protecting the room, staying awake through the night, and passing down a light that doesn't go out. Giving this piece a home right here in the public feed for everyone to view, share, and reflect on. (Looking for more? The full Mother's Day Resilient Collection is live over in the Classroom!) Drop a comment below and let me know how this lands with you today. #TheStandard #MothersDayPoetry #ResilientMothers #PoetryCommunity #GhostArchitect #EileenFrost #WrittenWord #VisualPoetry #QuietStrength #Motherhood #mom #mothersday

What do you do when you’re present for someone, but their heart is anchored in the past? This piece explores the quiet ache of loving someone who is still living in a shadow. It’s about the silent weight of being second place to a ghost, yet choosing to stay through the dawn. Give it a listen and let me know how it lands with you. Have you ever felt like you were standing in someone else's shadow? #SecondToAMemory #HeartbreakPoetry #RelatablePoetry #PoetryCommunity #GhostArchitect #WrittenWord #PoetryOfInstagram #RelationshipPoetry #RawEmotion #EileenFrost

Some goodbyes leave the heart waiting for a forever that never came. You were my quiet in the chaos, my warmth through the cold, and the hand I thought I’d always hold. Now I carry your echo through the silence, still loving you, still wondering if our paths will meet again. This is for the love that ended without ever feeling finished. #GoodbyeMyAlmostForever #HeartbreakPoetry #LostLove #GriefAndLoss #LoveAndLonging #MissingYou #EmotionalPoetry #PoetryVideo #TheHeavyQuiet #AcheOfAbsence

He waits beside the broken door, surrounded by the little things you left behind. Your jacket still holds your scent, the bowl remains full, and every quiet room feels emptier without you. He dreams you’ll come home, then wakes to silence, but even as he grows old and weak, his heart stays yours. This poem is for the dogs who keep loving, keep waiting, and never forget their person. #ADogsLove #IWaitAlways #DogLove #LoyalLove #UnconditionalLove #PetLoss #PetGrief #GriefAndLoss #Heartbreak #MissingYou #Poetry #EmotionalPoetry