Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Each passing week and month, little you grew in my tummy. I talked to you, I felt you kick. The sickness and sleepless nights,
By C C5 years ago in Poets
There once was a box That sat on a shelf It sat on a shelf in the hall It wasn’t too deep And it wasn’t too wide It wasn’t too short
By Denise Shelton5 years ago in Poets
Visions flood the images of my mind’s eye Of a happy, charmed point in time so random When things were simple and so carefree
By Cindy Calder5 years ago in Poets
To be tired; still washing that last bottle For the hundredth time. To be tired: freezing up right before you go to a social outing—you still go and look better than you feel, laughing and talking to everyone.
By Melissa Ingoldsby5 years ago in Poets
I'm here on a journey of sort Not one that's physical and not quite spiritual either I came to find my place See I uncovered something I lost
By Marcus Burley5 years ago in Poets
JOY What a rhyme What a chime What a beautiful dime You Still Need Some Translation? Feeling pumped up in hibernation
By Schubert TALK LLC © KD5 years ago in Poets
You used to be the life of the party. You used to be the light of my days. You used to be everything to me, But “used to be’s” a sorry phrase.
By Julie Lacksonen5 years ago in Poets
My hands are small and beautiful They’ve written poetry through heartbreak and colloquiums in undergraduate school They’ve crafted thousands of loaves
By Gabrielle Neavin5 years ago in Poets
Don't be so blinded by the darkness that you barely see the stars... Their light can’t help you navigate when barely seen from afar.
By Annie Mae Edwards5 years ago in Poets
The Last Stomp This is the end; I will not be a carpet any longer Fuck the voices in the wind My spirit is alone and stronger.
By Jessica Taylor5 years ago in Poets
When all we knew Was to run and play Friendship showed the way In innocence we had no clue Storms would change all we knew
By Gregory Anderson5 years ago in Poets
Love Is A Feeling Lost It seemed only yesterday When I fond you cared Now I find myself walking away. Drown out this pain
