Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
She is she, she is complex. Whilst simple, she still requires context. Amongst all the black and White, she identifies as a grey area.
By Kia Q N Zake5 years ago in Poets
lands on his notebook, next to a Corona typewriter, wiped down to remove signs of a daiquiri’s salt rim that sloshed over the edge
By Shereen Akhtar5 years ago in Poets
The morning light cracks through the sill Looks the way tangerines taste Sitting across from you Legs wrapped Blanket intertwined
By Koli Bré5 years ago in Poets
the lonely elephant paces in her well-worn circle. the same food, the same toys, the same cage. she can touch the blue sky
By Outlaw (they/them)5 years ago in Poets
Tensely rising to the morn, Apprehensive for the day A shower eases muscles scorned No physical symptoms to display To look at me, you would decide
By Charleen Richey5 years ago in Poets
Your words have sliced into my flesh Leaving me emotional scarring that will stacks like inventory inside my head. Isnt it true that I am better off somewhere else
By K. Noelle Warner5 years ago in Poets
Vivid and vibrant shades around, drawn onto a spirited submission to touch the imaginary into living solitude sketches and paints
By Suntonu Bhadra5 years ago in Poets
Right now everything seems green. My stomach. My bones. Even the arteries in my heart. The doctors are green too, A greedy green.
By Alexandra H Gulcan5 years ago in Poets
COVID Nation COVID hit us really hard Not knowing what to do Growing children had been marred While jobs shut down on que
Soft petals gently flutter down from the flower tree Swaying and gliding on the fresh spring breeze And then I remember...
By Samirra Elsaieh5 years ago in Poets
What do you see? I'm Glaring in this mirror Trying to mimic My reflection With a pencil & a brush I'll modify my perfect imperfections
By Shamara Noriega5 years ago in Poets
Taught I was not good enough, I sought distraction, Uncomfortable to be me. Mask wearing became normal, Anything but me,
By Corey Jacobs5 years ago in Poets
