Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
birds make love on a bed of blue; the secret kiss of sun and of moon
By Mingling with the Moon 3 years ago in Poets
Lifeless Pharaoh lies Tut’s tomb artfully adorned Painted blue baboons
By Iris Brooks3 years ago in Poets
Raspy, growling blues Soulful and seductive songs release and transcend
Hindu Krishna plays Blue medicine Buddha heals Avatar delights
the deep blue sea ends Secrets stored at the bottom no one will know them
By Braden 3 years ago in Poets
Blue hearts are toasted Under alcohol, feelings fly The mind is the mouth
By Marie Cadette Pierre-Louis3 years ago in Poets
Ribbons, waves, planets, And dew — I think there’s some joy To be found in blue.
By Ava Safai3 years ago in Poets
narrow flows astute Love, paying dues to oceans tranquil, a mare
By Joel Karim3 years ago in Poets
Skin grows over ink She licks the soft wounds Married to virtue
By Kellie Toyama3 years ago in Poets
The regal sapphire, A royal stone, deepest blue. Sparkling, dazzling, beautiful.
By Savannah Aichem3 years ago in Poets
The sky was the last thing I saw when you left, the door ajar. You’re gone.
By Nichole LeBeau3 years ago in Poets
I Kanagawa! Fuji: “How is the big blue?” He cried, “Big and blue!”
By Calvin EL3 years ago in Poets
