Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
I remember the day I met you. We spoke the life into nature. You created wisdom to the letters I didn't know. You spoke to me with beautiful creations.
By LovelyShelter7 years ago in Poets
With eyes that clear the mind of its cache They were silenced in his most youthful times. They’re beautiful, like a lady’s dress sash.
By Skyler Saunders7 years ago in Poets
Cracked is my cranium; So, therefore as they do— I change with the seasons. Every time the clouds come, They somehow sink into my broken dome. The sun—
By Remi McDonald7 years ago in Poets
Even as the debris hindered my movement The first drops from the lead shower appeared in our vicinity They washed the homes
By Adam Khamis7 years ago in Poets
A standing collar of midnight blue brings Out the solemn regard in honor of The fallen. In silence, the mind just sings The thoughts of fighters below and above.
In war, why are the troops even armed at all? Why can’t they just sacrifice themselves to Better the greater good and let them fall?
The essence, A beautiful delicate flower, So intricate in the sequence of pure divinity Creating life in all forms of beauty
By Tori Sturk7 years ago in Poets
I am a caged bird. All of the birds-like me; red and black, yellow and white, violet and green, colorful and all, are beautiful and unique.
By Gamaliel Rodriguez7 years ago in Poets
To choose our leaders is a serious Role. To pick the ones who govern the State Who could one day be deleterious And wipe us all off of the dinner plate.
Take me back to 1945 To putting our armour down, To burying our dead by the river Beneath all those bridges we’re rebuilding.
By Lauren Poole7 years ago in Poets
Heads hang in the rain, we seem to walk forward without looking, all we can see are the puddles we step around. Imagine you had eye contact with a stranger,
By Jack Doverspike7 years ago in Poets
My recent experiences with art have led me on a very important journey, and I want to be able to share it with you here. The way I look at my artwork, and understand how it can effect other people who come in contact with it has changed completely.
By McKenna B7 years ago in Poets
