Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
as i am one, just one wanting more, i am one with no more– no more no more going home, still can't afford my life
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
Teacher, kind Preacher Sing Truth unto my children! Fill their hearts with song.
By scott cohn3 years ago in Poets
Like juicy berries Running blue with every bite You too have stained me
By Alexus Staley3 years ago in Poets
Blue hues thrive in me Soul eternal as the sky Heart cruel as the sea
Half on the internet failed to truly see that the dress was blue really
By Gal Mux3 years ago in Poets
There!?- and then… was not… a Blue Heron, glides away. Apex Afterthought
By Joshua johnson3 years ago in Poets
The process I use to construct a poem. I come up with an interesting line or title. I have been told to write about what inspires you. I have written a poem about being a superhero.
By Daniel Hooks3 years ago in Poets
blue lights on the tree pierce darkness, nearly blinding glowing vibrant, the brightest
By PacificHailie3 years ago in Poets
blue on the bottom hottest spot, but recognized for the yellow top
baby blanket blue mine was pink, i liked the blue a brother is cool
clear window glass breaks blue reflections, refract space glued, painted, silver stained
Her Ethereal Infinite True Love Gazing Beautiful Blue Eyes
By Jose Elias3 years ago in Poets
