inspirational

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

BLACK & WHITE
if there's one thing that i learned back in art class it's that when you bring different colors together that contrast it can be messy but it also can be beautiful
By m.a.double5 years ago in Poets
What is color?
What is color you ask? Child, if I may ... It's that twinkle in your eyes, the glimmer in the sea , The bursting of the sun forth each day, that bright mystery!
By Jedediah Jenk5 years ago in Poets
Golden
All my life I’ve been golden, meant to change the world and have it all. I loved it - I really did; the attention, the success, feeling like I could never fall.
By Jake White5 years ago in Poets
We take what we can
Well when it's over, we can count what's ours and what's not, on the petals of a flower the way we used to predict a fickle love.
By Cristina Pineros5 years ago in Poets
Winter Souls
Winter souls capture the light as the spring swallows the gallows. Who hear has never lived? Too many I fear. Living for the wrong things to my eye brings a tear.
By Realism 20205 years ago in Poets
Pearls, Falling Leaves, & Train Cars
Focus. This moment of your life will be gone in the time it takes you to breathe in, breathe out. Were you here for it? Did you feel the moment before it faded into the next?
By Crystal Jackson5 years ago in Poets
Beautiful is Color
Beautiful is Color by SimSim K. Beautiful is color Or will your world be drab? Opportunity should be for everyone No matter what their tone, to grab.
By SimSim K.5 years ago in Poets
A New Friend in the Room
See that maroon over there? I got that on sale. It's my power, my vivacity, The one that blazes my trail. You'll see that deep shade,
By Niha S5 years ago in Poets
My Life on the Tightrope
My life is a high wire, tight rope act performed without a net. It’s a circus complete with clowns and a car with too many things and too little space. It’s a contortionist act of reaching the toy fallen just behind my seat while navigating traffic.
By Crystal Jackson5 years ago in Poets
Through Wisdoms Told
She gave me wings Encouraged me to fly Above the clouds To sing my songs To color the world The road called me Away Only to come home
By Tyla Gray5 years ago in Poets
Essence
Florescent petals Green blades of glory Reaching both towards the sky all from an untold story Powered up underneath the stars and the moonlight
By Laquell Gashi5 years ago in Poets
Hues of a Person
It’s no color at all, but it’s the first that I saw. White light much too bright for blue skies. The reds and the yellows paled before the dawn
By Killian5 years ago in Poets