Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
I am every color that could reflect from that glorious amber yellow that floats so gracefully in the optical Illusion of the blue.
By Anaya The Gaia5 years ago in Poets
Purple is not a boy’s color. Harold is a boy. Who is Harold? From the book. He has a purple crayon. Where did you get this?
By Richard Stegman5 years ago in Poets
Walls so tall and strong Built with the help of past “lovers” and “friends” How kind of them to lend a hand Getting up stronger
By Allison Marie Hoshide5 years ago in Poets
I hum to the day that I can hold myself up, Lifted above the ground. Finding something to keep my head up, Hoping that something is found.
By 유리5 years ago in Poets
My Life in Purple” By Hannah Shaw I see purple everywhere, Purple thoughts, purple visions, purple dreams. I shed purple tears.
By Hannah Shaw5 years ago in Poets
No matter where you have been, You have seen the magic of green, turn the power of clear, into the energy of red. Red fuels my imagination and that of my kind fellows,
By D Alden5 years ago in Poets
It started when I was a kid. I couldn’t have been more than 4 years old. I remember sitting in front of the TV watching Floricienta.
By Sun Sanchez Mena5 years ago in Poets
One experience with more to come. This life is one lesson before you move on to another one... MONOCHROMATIC... you’re spinning a wheel with a desire for a different color. Having a different lesson as the wheel’s desire is to teach you another.
By Cat Sirrah5 years ago in Poets
Our perception of color, creates our reality The colors we see merely reflect who we are to those who know us intimately
By Wendy Sanders5 years ago in Poets
Walking through New Orleans Down a mellow street Peaking through the fence I finally saw me Me for the first time
By Laura Habian5 years ago in Poets
(Read slow) To any, and to all, who receives this, You should look at the colors, Whether you identify as a man a woman, a king a peasant, even a slave,
By ghost particle5 years ago in Poets
If I was a colour what would it be? So many to choose, it’s quite a quandary! I think maybe Green? I’m teaming with life,
By Saul Key5 years ago in Poets
