Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
I move through my day blue like the sky, unbroken by any pure white clouds. Shining and shimmering as bright as the yellow orange sun beaming down on me.
By Erica Velasquez 5 years ago in Poets
Hatred is a glowing bile like radioactive chartreuse shards shocking skin as pointed poignancies of polemics against me, ripping apart
By Angelita Hampton5 years ago in Poets
When I was just a little girl, and my head all full of frizzy curl, I would sit outside with my box of crayons and draw as the flowers around me would unfurl.
By Tamara Loertscher5 years ago in Poets
In this life, you must walk in one line and choose left or right. As a young child growing up in a world where you must fit into one mold
By Leandra Sanchez Lopez5 years ago in Poets
I dipped myself in purple today, so that I could be somebody new. Someone you wouldn’t recognise, because I let her go for you.
By Rachel Savage 5 years ago in Poets
My world is drenched in color Orange seeps through my pores Until I cannot see anymore When I was young, I might’ve said it was duller
By Ivory Dell5 years ago in Poets
A colour is a feeling The energy i emit Should you see beyond my body Shall the real me permit True colours seep from my soul
By Liz Bregenhoj5 years ago in Poets
My view and Hue entice a question, study, and suggestion. Through Resurrection, I see the spectrum that is me.
By SolSong5 years ago in Poets
When I see a person, I see their colors. Beyond the simplicity of ebony and ivory skin or Citrine eyes or pecan brittle freckles.
By Faith Smith5 years ago in Poets
Lightsaber disco fruit, you sprinkle shards of glitter in every godly direction. I welcome you home. My joy constellation, my biological sun.
By Leo Aquino5 years ago in Poets
Authentic Color In this moment, am I free to be a delicate shade? A mere tint or hue of a stronger color? I accept that the answer is not black and white, or simple....
By Terri Del Signore5 years ago in Poets
