inspirational

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

An author's dream
Life is like a dream unnerved but stayed; a blossom met but forgotten; an idea relinquished however understood. Life is neither set yet nor random; it exists as inspired content but not as the result of one simple calculation. We breathe where we breathe for there we have walked and though we have not always walked: sometimes we are placed.
By Barry Stuart5 years ago in Poets
Standing White Before You
Standing White Before You I see you all ~ brown, yellow, red and white skinned people. I see you all as equal. So, I ask you, what do you see, when you look at me?
By Colleen Jackson5 years ago in Poets
Moon Frown
The citrine moon frowns before a scattering of wry stars. Ever the fool and often rebuked, I make a vain wish. The blood moon mocks my plea with scorn and a wink
By Kat Nove5 years ago in Poets
Ardent Red Flames
ARDENT RED FLAMES Ardent red flames of insatiable passion, Like incessant waves of a dominant sea. Burning ideals through my mind and my body
By Marz5 years ago in Poets
Aquarius
the moon’s full if you wanna think about love. do you want to? to forget? with me? tonite? I’ve
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poet5 years ago in Poets
A Kingdom Beyond Our Own
A KINGDOM BEYOND OUR OWN Somewhere in this world people became lost, but now we all as a society will pay the cost, the world has become numb, to the feeling of peace,
By kiesha5 years ago in Poets
The Children's Song
Tell us how good we are, Gram Oh, Tell us how good we are. Sing to us of life and the light from which we spring. Yes, tell us how good we are.
By Bernice E Cabral5 years ago in Poets
Emotion is creation
Emotion is creation I am human, I am emotion, I am woman. I am fleas, Water, Blood, Bone. I am happy, Sad, Angry and mellow.
By Vanessa Leigh anderson5 years ago in Poets
Tapestry
Such a rich and deep tapestry With people’s marks strewn across Golden hearts and armour Soft olive skin and blankets of moss
By Hannah5 years ago in Poets
My Tapestry
Such a rich and deep tapestry With people’s marks strewn across Golden hearts and armour Soft olive skin and blankets of moss
By Hannah5 years ago in Poets
Alchemical Gold
Alchemical Gold I am an alchemist, I turn pain into power Transmuting through sacred presence My tonic is love...I never cower
By Ashley Bracy5 years ago in Poets
Think Pink
“Think Pink” In 1985, my mom said “think pink” To my dad in the back of a jeep. She wanted a girl and so did he.
By Megan Small5 years ago in Poets