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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.

Black
Black The color of my skin, the color of my culture, the color of my community and history. I’m black I mean I’m brown but that’s not what you call me.
By XL Rellz7 years ago in Poets
Young Boy
Young boy, ya he comes from a small town. And this town is the type of place that'll just drag him down. The boy is smart, but family struggles brings him to sell drugs to help his mom pay for some of the bills.
By Alexander Rios7 years ago in Poets
Seals in the Harbor
At Chatham Harbor in Cape Cod Lives a colony of seals at play In the sea in the usual way Foraging on fish and crustaceans
By Jenna Deedy7 years ago in Poets
Direct Your Questions
I find myself lying at the bottom of a bottle, but not the bottle you might think. This bottle is orange and has my name plastered across the side.
By Julie Reis7 years ago in Poets
Thought
Thought, what if today was the day you won the lottery, what would you do? We're talking millions of dollars, would you freak out or stay shock because it was just another ticket so you thought you would lose.
By Alexander Rios7 years ago in Poets
A Painful Pretty Picture
My bedroom, A place of peace and tranquility, Or is it a place of vulnerability. My mirror that takes up half my wall, Watches as my confidence falls.
By Birdie Love7 years ago in Poets
Manicured Nails
Slow jams play on old cassette tape / how most don't know the tune / r&b lyrics penetrate through diamond design / bright colors of the Isley Brothers spread through UV light rays / french tips make lady feel like Stevie Wonder, wishing you were those soft piano keys / fresh manicure takes the passion of Erykah Badu, Lauryn Hill and Tank / those manicured nails, those beautiful extensions of the soul who wears them / those hot off the press designed flawless captured with every stroke of nail tech stroke/ how lovely to be a woman / how strong to stand in beauty when world is not so bright / sun rise yellow, Manhattan matted grey, red wine sleek reds, these are the colors of the womanhood raised / these are the stories, these are the nails, these are but one factor that makes a woman so great!
By Treva Carter7 years ago in Poets
Romeo and Cressida
Carole and Gordon, Long time fans of Auden, Lived in Idolatry, philanthropy and books, Teenagers from opposing schools Both alike in dignity
By Jessica Bailey7 years ago in Poets
Dear Momma
Dear momma, my angel watching us from above. Not a day goes by where I don't feel you sending us your love. Not a day goes by where I look at my daughter and I don't see your face.
By Alexander Rios7 years ago in Poets
Drive
Walking down the staircase On their way to work Two Lovers in the same place Delightful morning smirks Stepping in the truck
By G.M. Kidder7 years ago in Poets
She Speaks of Anxiety
Tread lightly voice in my head Keep your tone faintly audible Or maybe just silence instead I know that you've come to ask me nothing more than questions you've asked once before
By Mikaela Janee7 years ago in Poets
“A Touch so Powerful”
I don't know how to explain it really, but that feeling I got when I held your hand was powerful. A kind of strength that could move mountains.
By Marissa Carbone7 years ago in Poets