inspirational

Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.

Going for Gold
Going for Gold 8/2/2012 So far gone From where I used to be But within myself In the same place That’s where I must stay,
By Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)5 years ago in Poets
Exposition of an Epic
Exposition of an Epic January 31st, 2014 Intro to a song, Prelude to a story… Everything begins, Nothing ever ends…
By Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)5 years ago in Poets
Facade
Facade 4/8/09 Not really knowing if Or how this will end, I let it go on Without interference. This event has such
By Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)5 years ago in Poets
Free falling
She travelled the skies with her body all loose Her mind was frozen and excused She felt the desire to land on the ground
By Sanaa ali5 years ago in Poets
Time
Seems like to me one morning everything had changed. Seems like to me one morning everything had changed. boards were on windows, gas fumes were looming, and personalities were quickly becoming strange.
By Mitchel5 years ago in Poets
Deep and Deeper...
Expecting more than giving is sentencing love to death. If I want to be cherished before I cherish you... You can't expect a fireplace to burn for you without trying to light it up. You can, but what are the chances? You won't receive the love you are not giving.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Poets
HANDS
HANDS These hands define productivity and limitations. These hands create the best craftmanship in human labor. These hands produce fine works of art and beauty.
By Windchime5 years ago in Poets
Our Writers' Group
(This "rondeau" was written to celebrate the Hinckley Scribblers, a long established group of writers that meets on Friday mornings at the central library in Hinckley, Leicestershire - or online if the venue is not available for any reason. We write stories and poems on a given theme and compare notes at our meetings. We range from published writers to aspiring beginners, all striving to improve our writing skills through constructive criticism of each others' work)
By John Welford5 years ago in Poets
Doom and gloom.
When thunder sounds in the heavens, And the clouds become a veil over the sky, When the night grows darker, Only then, will it be all but nigh,
By Jordan Zuniga5 years ago in Poets
I am sure
You in mind because I’m yours. All hair, marks and flaws. Clumsy head knocks stumbles and falls. High pitch, snorts and more.
By Tony Badu5 years ago in Poets
Shapes and colours
How do we fit a circle shape into a rectangle hole? Can we do it? Very quickly the answer is a definite no. Yet people do it constantly, pretty much all of the time,
By Karen Quinn5 years ago in Poets
What Lies Beneath
What Lies Beneath Behind A Picture Our worlds completely torn apart Absolutely Shattered and Ripped to threads All In Front of Such Innocent Eyes
By Anastasia Gypsy 5 years ago in Poets