art

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

Hourglass, our glass
And once that smoke cleared A Genii appeared and said I have three wishes
By Ezra Berkman3 years ago in Poets
It Is What The Mind Says
Relativity Between the darkness it lives Captured by the mind
By Viv C3 years ago in Poets
A Reflection on the Beauty of Life and Nature
Walking in Wonder The leaves dance in the wind so free, As I walk down this path with glee. The sun shines bright up in the sky,
By Honor White Angel3 years ago in Poets
Change
Once, we wrote hokku, But, oh! How the seasons change - Shiki's haiku reigns.
By Jordyn Kapustka3 years ago in Poets
Love's Flame
Love's Flame Love is a fire that burns so bright, A passion that fills the heart with light. It's a feeling that's hard to describe,
By Honor White Angel3 years ago in Poets
The Eternal Stories That Shape Us
MYTH : Echoes of Myth In ages past, in stories old, Myths were spun of heroes bold, Of gods and goddesses above, And creatures strange, of mythic love.
By Honor White Angel3 years ago in Poets
Never Underestimate The Value of a Good Stretch
In silence I stretch Never completely knowing The impact I have
By Danielle Deutsch3 years ago in Poets
Time In Music
As the rhythm moves, Your soul is grabbed by the groove, Riding along smooth.
By Jasmine Turner3 years ago in Poets
Intimacy
(What goes beyond stripping and staring at your naked chest ?) - Noah You lay me nude on your bed and call us intimate. There isn’t a flaw you haven’t seen and yet, it seems as if we’ve never really felt naked around each other. Your body yearns for my touch and there isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do to feel your warmth again. What goes beyond stripping and staring at your naked chest ?
By BLVCK INK /3 years ago in Poets
Tombstone Sundial
we shallowed sundials– shadows of days aging bones 'til stones slice the sun
By Flora3 years ago in Poets
Hookah
Burning coal, water Rippling smoke circle-snakes up Eastern clouds rise, fade
By Jonathan Lawrence3 years ago in Poets
etymon
this poem utilizes the OED definition of female as scaffolding to tell the story of "woman." everything in italics is directly from the dictionary's definition.
By kp3 years ago in Poets