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Poets in Motion

We’re celebrating National Poetry Month with our first poetry contest. Submit your most artistic, emotional, or hilarious original poetry inspired by movement—whatever that means to you. Use #VocalNPM to enter.

Warriors of the Rainbow
I’ve become nocturnal, I sacrifice my sleep, To sit in silence counting Stars, to finally get some peace. I vent to the moon, she’s the only one who knows...
By Kristin Wilson7 years ago in Poets
The Best Part of the Day
The sun sets way too fast for my liking. That moment of the day right before the sun sets, you know the one... The one that only lasts about a half hour?
By Megan Artus7 years ago in Poets
Story
Imagine if these words could dance off the page. Any room you're in– It'd transform into a ballroom Or a club–whichever is more your scene.
By Bianca Wargo7 years ago in Poets
Little Brown Girl
Your Mother tells you, you are as sweet as sugar Your father calls you a spunky little diva You are beautiful Brown Little Girl
By Elizabeth A7 years ago in Poets
Was It Worth Your Small Emotion?
In the world it seems, we all become blind, But what is done is done, we can't press rewind, life is lost inside the moment,
By Lamorris Jay7 years ago in Poets
Maniacally Magnificent and Mine
The vaginas purpose is not solely nor mainly connection, but creation in my opinion. In reference to the pleasure naturally created by the vagina, of course there is a strong correlation and presence of satisfaction! We all produce best when pleased and creating naturally elicits a sense of gratification.
By Maria Crank7 years ago in Poets
When
When was the first time their eyes married? Did her heart flutter? Did his hands become clammy with her nervousness? When they first approached each other, and words slid out of their mouth like butter
By Elizabeth A7 years ago in Poets
Dear Lover
I don’t want to say I remember I just want it to be the same I’m in love with you So deep I barely know what to do The way you make me feel
By Khepera J7 years ago in Poets
White Lines and Red Lights
Do you ever get this feeling? The feeling you get when you're on a plane listening to and watching the flight attendants perform their ritual,
By Megan Artus7 years ago in Poets
I Won't Let Cancer Take You Away
I saw through your eyes, and you lead me to the places you seen, And then I noticed that your grass, Is no longer that green,
By Lamorris Jay7 years ago in Poets
I Am Not Your Home
Don’t make a home out of me Don’t leave your emotional baggage suitcase at the steps of my door Or change the carpets to wooden floors
By Elizabeth A7 years ago in Poets
Broke Glass
Go ahead, don't be afraid, compare it to broken glass, besides, it's the same thing as it's shattered on the floor,
By Lamorris Jay7 years ago in Poets