inspirational

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

The Color of Choice...
The power of a woman is insurmountable as she rises above herself, never defeated. The colors of defections are many, onset in her youth and in choices made. She refuses to accept the unjust accusations and assumptions of those who judge. She will not be defeated.
By Kimberly Rainey5 years ago in Poets
My Secret Love of Spindrift
My Secret Love of Spindrift. When my secrets are all told when I am old when I hold fast to the truth and thereby loose my fast holding
By Karen Adler5 years ago in Poets
Shards of Red
At 24, I look back at 12, foggily, only vacantly reminisced in my memory. Through the garnet lens, I looked at my past, so far away.
By Chai Savathasuk5 years ago in Poets
Growing Pain
Growing Pains they sting like the pierce of a sharp dagger thrust into puncturing the soul tears tormented flowing freely
By UnarmTdreams5 years ago in Poets
Colour Me Complete
Soulful symphony, Dynamically colorful personality, Blended harmony, Distinctive yet integral parts of me. What makes us all unique is how we connect each piece -
By M. C. Gold5 years ago in Poets
Mexican American Manifesto
Am I unaccomplished? Unstable? No. A force, unstoppable. A thunder, a silent sea, all the fervor is in me. They say Mexican women are crazy.
By Kenia Cecilia tzep Bernal5 years ago in Poets
She Is the Rainbow
Softest hues, innocence shines. Sun’s first rays sparkle Through morning dew. Ocean rhythms Jingle. This one, She knows wonder.
By 5 years ago in Poets
Be
Color is people, places, things, color surrounds us with everything we see. Color is realistic, color is unrealistic. Now that’s how it was made to be.
By JeNoah Lee5 years ago in Poets
Today is All I Have
Pale yellow ray of sun bathes my eyes, still sleepy from the evening ritual. I toss and turn, catch glimpse of the blue jays signing me a song. Their prickly maroon feet perching against the green blades of life, determined for a flight.
By Mariela Alvarez5 years ago in Poets
Peach Walls
If walls could talk, would they laugh? Would they lie? They are embedded with history and truth. They've absorbed
By Kale Sinclair5 years ago in Poets
Pretty in Pink
I have a strange relationship with pink. It’s stunning, the color of cherry blossoms and cotton candy, Of blushes and summer roses,
By paige hawkins5 years ago in Poets
Contrast of Many Colors
Oh, some days are so grey, for there is nothing I can say! Hoping and praying for the day, that Covid - 19 goes away!
By Kari Philippot5 years ago in Poets