One Nation, United by Poetry. Exploring the United States of America through word.
I'm driving in a car with the radio blaring My wheels squeel but there's no one there for staring I have hopes tonight I won't make it to bed
By Elexsis Vandel8 years ago in Poets
Fallen, fallen! The glorious dream! The land of liberty, fallen. Fallen in love with liberty. Fallen, America, fallen. Rising, rising! Like the Phoenix, rising,
By Jim Byron8 years ago in Poets
at the grocery store patience is a virtue 15 items or less I just needed water One family Three baskets full refugees or volunteers?
By L. E. King8 years ago in Poets
Wake up in the morning A little groggy in the head All of my body Asks to go back to bed Let the dogs out The morning routine
By Amanda Washburn8 years ago in Poets
Streets of war You can drive your car down the street, in the slumbs of the city and see a war is brewing. you can see
By Dean Martin8 years ago in Poets
I have a Voice! Freedom of expression - An Undeniable Choice They pulled me over Stole my ride Crushed it with ego pride
By jeff mothersill8 years ago in Poets
Dear Michael Jackson, I'd like to explain my huge attraction Your music makes me SMILE, makes me GET ON THE FLOOR. I dance until the BREAK OF DAWN,
By Tori M8 years ago in Poets
You point at us and laugh and say that we’re trash while you make cash from the blood of our sons, wash the stains from your hands, and sweep up the ash.
By Kourtney Risher8 years ago in Poets
The wind howls And the lighthouse bells chime louder. I can see the peaking crimson red roofing standing tall in the horizon.
By Sammie Smalley8 years ago in Poets
I wanted to tell a story: About motivation; About the feeling it makes as it tingles down the sharp recesses of your spine;
By C.E. Zulin8 years ago in Poets
The sun paints the sky as it nods, out of sight, into the sea and the moon rises, out of sight, so high above, Emerging only with the dark.
By A. F. Litt8 years ago in Poets
Benjamin Franklin cried in the corner. His cotton blanket bleeding chlorophyll, saturating the gold encrusted floor. Bound in chains, his sadness turned into rage.
