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

Determination
Dreams Deepen Determination Discipline Determines Dedication Discernment Delegate Decisions Desires Delays Discernment
By L.I.E3 years ago in Poets
Expression
When is a poem not a poem? Short answer? When you want to cheat the system a little bit. Why cheat the system? Because sometimes 600 words is too much, but Vocal has no other place for short articles. But also, this article is more about my poetry than not. So, perhaps I’m cheating the system less than I think. But anyway, I wanted to take a moment to talk about expressing one’s self.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
House of Leaves
House of leaves, I've bought Expecting a crazy trip Hope I survive it * Thanks for reading! Flipping the current trend of Haiku Book Reviews, I've done this Preview for a book I've just bought and wanted to read for a while. House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Symphony Of Wonders
Amidst twilight's embrace, A list of wonders takes its place: 1. Moonbeams dance on silver lakes, 2. Whispers of wind through autumn's shakes, 3. Starlit skies that never fade, 4. Sunsets painted in hues cascade.
By Judith Akabs3 years ago in Poets
Self Portrait
red, green, orange, and purple lines- blocks of color placed simply wherever she felt necessary. somehow the scraps make a face.
By isa3 years ago in Poets
In Nature's Embrace
In society's tapestry, her beauty weaves, A black woman's grace, the heart perceives. Her radiant hue, a work of art, An ode to heritage, a masterpiece from the start.
By Lazarus Ogero3 years ago in Poets
Delight in the phone charger
Oh phone charger, so small yet so mighty, Without you, my phone would be so flighty. You provide the power, the energy to bare,
By Johnmary Ehebhamen3 years ago in Poets
Numb
I can hear my heart beat Slow and steady Not unlike the tick of a clock Predictable, mostly quiet But persistent until the day it stops
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
You Can’t Hold Time
People live life by begging to grasp time But you cannot hold a waterfall for long You can only watch As the water slips through your fingers
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
Shimmering Velocity: Diamond Painting Engines, Motorcycles, Trains, and Lamborghinis
Diamond painting enchants artists with its precision and radiance, with themes like engines, motorcycles, trains, and Lamborghinis available for machinery audiences. Engines Diamond Painting kits, in particular, give an immersive and demanding experience. Artists use small diamonds to intricately recreate engine components, resulting in a satisfying journey and a bright testament to technical prowess.
By Paint by Numbers 3 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the Midnight Sun
Beneath the velvet sky so deep, A summer night begins to creep, Stars twinkle with a radiant light, Guiding us through the tranquil night.
By Emilija3 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the Meadow
In the meadow, where the whispers play, Nature's symphony on a summer's day. A gentle breeze rustles through the grass,
By inspirational poems 3 years ago in Poets