art

Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.

Greasy Love
My guilty pleasure is gluttony Nothing makes me feel more free Than shoveling food into my face The burden of being a disgrace
By Rachel Jacobs7 years ago in Poets
Creatively Gayer
Roman danced around the mind Rainbow flag choked in his grip As he paints his surroundings in gay And sings a mellifluous shade of love
By Monique Star7 years ago in Poets
Ghost
Sometimes I want to give up being a ghost At times my personality feels overdosed I want to recoil and hide in my identity
By Rachel Jacobs7 years ago in Poets
The King's Pawn
I know I am just a pawn In the lives of the withdrawn Maybe I am just a light Maybe I am just your appetite I am used and I am worn
By Rachel Jacobs7 years ago in Poets
Smithereen
If I don't get your attention should I be bothered I believe the bees and the sun make life more fun, suppose I'm here for the grass, the weeds Maybe I am seed possibly a tree As the rain speaks to me Asks for me to be free Amongst the sheep
By Nina Cook7 years ago in Poets
Daughter of Rosetta
In the beginning, there was but one ruler of seasons on Earth. She was the goddess, Rosetta. She was told to be cruel and cold,
By NOVA art7 years ago in Poets
Pause for a Poet: Karen Ankers
[This interview was comprised via email correspondence between Laura DiNovis Berry and Karen Ankers in June 2018] Karen Ankers hails from Anglesey, North Wales, and is a poet, playwright, and novelist. Her curiosity about the human conditionprovides her with a wealth of inspiration for her works.
By Laura DiNovis Berry7 years ago in Poets
Overdose
I've been running on empty So I use a pick me up It is keeping me going It refills the empty cup And it worked well for a while
By Christopher O'Sullivan7 years ago in Poets
Love Notes
Woke up in the middle of the night again. Feeling around. Patting down the bed. Grabbed a couple of pillows and fell backwards into the sheets.
By Nealette Monique7 years ago in Poets
Somewhere Sometime
This is a song I wrote when I felt like I was in a battle with myself and everyone around me. Things like Depression are hard to overcome. Just know that whatever you may be going through, you are not alone.
By Alexander-Ray Hamilton7 years ago in Poets
Humanity
The world where I’m living is strange. I’ve got this strange feeling. Like everything can fell down right now, disappear in a seconds.
By Clémentine LE7 years ago in Poets
New Poem
#tbt❤️ somewhere near Joshua Tree⁣ ⁣ Like a beautiful sea⁣ This world is to me⁣ Swimming and swimming is my destiny⁣ Endlessly I float and just be⁣
By CJoy Vibrancy7 years ago in Poets