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Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
I Am From
I am from a glass town, not well known but of great affluence. I am from a yellow and brown parsonage, with a second-story, screened-in porch where my brothers and I would play with legos. I am from our family dog Bandit, a husky mix. I am from the neighborhood kids I was friends with, and the backyard which seemed huge as a child that in reality was kinda small, but it had a tree fort in the very back that was so much fun to play on.
By Caleb B Geigerabout a month ago in Poets
Time Moves
I Know the World Doesn’t Wait it just keeps sliding forward, steady as a clock that refuses to acknowledge anyone’s heartbreak. And honestly, there were days I felt offended by that, as if everything outside was supposed to pause until I could stand up straight again.
By Printique Studiosabout a month ago in Poets
Public Notice
I will lead you down a path you don't want to take in search of the signs of hope you desire . Because I can . I am no prophet Le disruptor . Taking liberties With poetic formula . Like a prick at a sorority party Profane meeting with virginal pristineness Taking beauty and warping grinding it down . Where for art thou . The poem That poem The one that will be remembered For hundreds of years . I am many things but not Ozymandias . A cultural heathen with literary smarts I abuse at every turn . No easy rhymes Never the most elegant . Filidh makar Bard to some Leader and visionary to others . I think therefore I burden you with whatever comes forth when I think— more than greater than, always more than equal to. . (it) Being the subject brings me back to you. . You— being the recipient.Start writing...
By Paul Stewartabout a month ago in Poets
