Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Childhood is a series of images, like the blue sky flashing through wide blue eyes, sitting in a blue car seat. The tickle of creek water on my toes,
By Crystal Powell5 years ago in Poets
A little bit of loss A little tragedy Looking at myself now most of it has paid off You can ask me at what cost Looking like a rag doll letting myself go
By Coty Nickles5 years ago in Poets
Look into my eyes You’ll see no lies You’ll see colour. Green - slightly mean, Blue - clue(less), Yellow - a little mellow,
By natalia kamusinski5 years ago in Poets
We know the anger all too well, that red fountain of rage and blood, the escalating crimson fury, the silver glint of sharpened weapons,
By Jen Comiskey5 years ago in Poets
Exhaustion has crept into my lifeblood My veins sighing round the clock at the upkeep My vision clouded Fog inside the skull that houses my musings
By Alyssa Boss5 years ago in Poets
my melanin drenched skin has basked in the light of a thousand suns. ancestral gold drips from my crown, to my fingertips,
By Nessé5 years ago in Poets
It's actually you, who I implore to take a dive, and explore your innermost demons, although it is quite a daunting chore.
By Lindsay A. Harvey5 years ago in Poets
For as long as I can remember, I've been hiding away, In clouds of gray, Afraid to say, That I'm here to play. As I open my eyes to the pain that surrounds me,
By Lizzie M. L. R.5 years ago in Poets
A little black girl with butterfly barrettes Ran up to me as I stepped off the bus. She laughed The kind of laugh that makes you
By Kate Hurley5 years ago in Poets
Life is a rainbow we travel, From one color to the next. In an uneven flow, That can be quite complex. Each journey unique,
By Kandace Liriano5 years ago in Poets
My warm brown beautiful skin has roots with ties to Africa, The strength within my personal being are of my ancestor's replica
By NikkiG65 years ago in Poets
