Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
It’s the memories they hold, the stories they can tell. Took me to new places got me out of my shell. Took ahold of my fears and made them dispel.
By Katlyn Campbell5 years ago in Poets
Somewhere under the rainbow where light fails to shine... Somewhere where the pain goes; hide it all inside. Maybe somewhere under a rock,
By Alyssa Meudt 5 years ago in Poets
I don’t remember the last time I looked down at the ground beneath my feet and felt as though I’ve come home maybe as a 6-year old
By P5 years ago in Poets
I am a drop of pink Into the ocean I have not the form to last alone The warmth of cozy days Permeates my spreading haze
By Corwynna5 years ago in Poets
Inspiration came in a bottle of writers tears as the night drew near my vision became less clear the sun sets over the horizon
By Nutmeg Poet 5 years ago in Poets
What you see is a crisp white, a pure, unadulterated white It walks at an even-tempered pace and complements its surroundings
By Adriana Pedroso5 years ago in Poets
Unfolding my true colours for the world to see Like the wings of an eagle, I will fly and be me Different and divergent,
By Tanya Aitkens5 years ago in Poets
Once a vibrant pink, full of positivity Even though life can bring negativity. Experiences tend to meld our colours, The goal is to not let it affect others.
By Joann Vienneau5 years ago in Poets
Black alone holds and envelops all dulls purity when added to primes fades distinct colors to gray Black outlines create clarity
By Karen A Schleifer5 years ago in Poets
Baby Opal stone on a pedestal Of vintage gold On the hand creased by working Possibilities Dreamy sun stored greens In veins of pearly pinks
By Robert Lloyd Thomas5 years ago in Poets
A walking talking boxed-blond disaster, From the small English city, Lancaster, With rainbow badges fastened to his shirt;
By Joe Satoria5 years ago in Poets
Some think I'm green others say I'm blue Standing strong on the ground feet planted solid in the grass Reaching for the sky with every shade in sight.
By TammyRenee5 years ago in Poets
