inspirational

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

The Colors of Ink
A child living in solitude Lying down in a field and awed by the sky and all of its magnitude Images flash through her mind
By Debra Debek5 years ago in Poets
I am so Black that I am Blue
I am so black that I am blue My soul flows like the currents Deep and mysterious as the ink-black sea Look into my eyes and
By Diana Harris5 years ago in Poets
Color From The Soul
Eggshell, the new beginning of life White, the bright light to newborn eyes Aqua, the energetic adventurer Pink, the vulnerable heart on its sleeve
By Baxter's Vantage5 years ago in Poets
I am Golden
Golden like sun rise My eyes Have seen the glory Golden like new moon Too soon To tell my story Golden like seeing
By Megan Irwin Harlan5 years ago in Poets
Colour
Colour Colour and movement go on forever more than lines which can be broken brittle barren bare. Flowing blocks bantering with adjacent shapes moving swirling swish into oblivion only to bob up to the surface again. Infinite colour speaks volumes describes moods patterns voices-loud clear soft didactic mirrored in sometimes opaque ways.
By frances bildner5 years ago in Poets
No Shame
I stand before you now with trodden pride And mettle frayed With staggered will and heavy heart I admit the errors I have made
By The Bantering Welshman5 years ago in Poets
I've Lived
I’ve lived in the sense that I’m still alive. I’ve lived in the midst of the deepest heartbreaks. I’ve smiled to the point
By Deon Durr5 years ago in Poets
the end (-in color)
he said he invented a fourth primary color and i laughed he described it as if he had seen it many times before
By Gerry Mattia5 years ago in Poets
Rainbow
The color of blue is in all of us And when we get cut we bleed out red. Keppel colors have their own day in March and the land we stand on.
By Candis Ruiz5 years ago in Poets
Rainbow is Full of Many Diverse Colors. Just Like Our World.
R is for Rare, our friendship is gold E is for Easygoing, a breeze to get along with D is for Diligent, conscientious in duty
By Ceo Of Dying5 years ago in Poets
Rainbow of Life
The sky looked gray and stormy before it started to rain. A cool breeze blew by, threatening to remain. I shivered in the coolness, my soul empty and low.
By Cara Garner5 years ago in Poets
Terry
Treasure of my heart so warm. Electric as a lightning storm. Rain that cools my heated face. Restores my faith in the human race
By Mary Bowie5 years ago in Poets