Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Something to brighten your day when it pours outside, And your trapped inside; Because the whether bad and all you can do is just wait for a sunny day.
By Tanto Scriptori5 years ago in Poets
Once I read about The Red Tent, it was a place where the women went, for counsel and to bleed. It made me crave a place like that,
By Corrin Harris5 years ago in Poets
Who is responsible ? I have to respond to bills Chained since birth, to be free i tried pills But it don’t work like that
By @lespoemesdecheikh5 years ago in Poets
ripples of a pandemic ground zero hub of pestilence and grief fear and worry resilience and daring persistence and courage
By Kennedy Farr5 years ago in Poets
In the beginning as you escaped the womb From that moment locked in my heart, a tomb Seeing you lifeless and blue lacking air
By Andy Melton5 years ago in Poets
When I wrote the song "For Music" for music, I had nothing but Love & Music. I have always have love for music. I always love Love & Music, and I always find love in music.
By J Louis5 years ago in Poets
Irish Mafia The Irish coffee shots. Sometimes it rains, Sometimes it blows right through the windows. Next thing you know it’s 80 degrees in May, and we're praying for rain.
By Erica Jordan5 years ago in Poets
When life gives you sour lemons what do you do with them? So the saying goes when life gives you lemons make lemonade but what about when life gives you sour lemons.
By Jessica Howard5 years ago in Poets
My voice is sexy and strong and somewhat deep for a woman. It is not a child's voice - breathy and high pitched and eager to please.
By Maria Shimizu Christensen5 years ago in Poets
White linen curtains flow in the breeze, on an arid yet dry spring. The oxen are rejoicing in the field, counting another relative into the fold.
By Hoyt Douglas Battles5 years ago in Poets
I love my L-I-F-E. In this World Its nice to share, Although we can be selfish, Just living for me, It's not our fault,
By Sean Noble5 years ago in Poets
My Authentic Creative I can not lie to myself in my creative not even in my writing So I can not lie to my readers or fans nor do I want to.
By Wendi Beck5 years ago in Poets
