inspirational

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

WINNINGS
Different folks, Different luck, walk these street heads up, We must stop ourselves from drowning, a lifejacket keeps our head above water,
By Sean Noble5 years ago in Poets
At the ready, steady
Swords to unleash, steel to clash, What once stood firm now crushed to ash, Boulders size, broken bone, What was soft now yields to stone,
By Jordan Zuniga5 years ago in Poets
January
Years begin and end with movement. They must - how else does a wandering mind mark the unrelenting march of time? Celebrating year’s end is arbitrary nonsense, and being arbitrary, pointless and without meaning, it fills you with dread year on year.
By Tessa Luen5 years ago in Poets
Breathe Deep, Listen, and You'll Know
You could have written a book about the sorrows, each one colliding like dominoes falling down a line, but never did you chase away the hopes that erupted
By Jillian Spiridon5 years ago in Poets
I See You
I see you. Anxious ones, when your mind won’t rest. The depressed who are struggling just to get dressed. So many parents, wondering if they’re doing enough.
By Joy Beyond the Dark5 years ago in Poets
Move
I feel Like I’m fluid, A body uncontrolled. At once I knew it; An undulating flow. Hips that knew to sway And feet that knew to move.
By Corrin Harris5 years ago in Poets
Happy Womxn's Month
I am woman. I'm every woman. God is a woman. I'm a bitch, I'm a boss. I'm Queen of the night, and I'm feeling good. Don't hate me cuz I'm beautiful.
By Jade Amber Romanclature5 years ago in Poets
Standing Up
I spent so many years crawling But I was someone else back then Now I'm standing up for myself And you won't bring me to my knees again
By N. Thomas5 years ago in Poets
98 pounds of sinew; the toughest woman I know.
Dear Aunt Alice, This letter, this poem, is for you. I was challenged to write about the toughest woman I know, and you were it.
By R. E. Perry5 years ago in Poets
I am
You think you can control me You think you dictate my time/ my energy You assume you have the right over my autonomy, my being.
By Ria 5 years ago in Poets
Dear Little Lady
Dear Little Lady Dear Lady Doctor, When you were a little lady did you dream big? Did you think you’d save the life of yet another kid? Did you color pictures of air planes soaring very high, and make a wish every night that you could someday fly? Did you know, Doctor, when you were a little lady, that you would one day help creation by delivering a new-born baby? Dear Doctor, did you ever ride a bike? Did you sing in the mirror with your brush as a mic? That little lady would have never know the nights that lay ahead, so she dreams of artsy things and unicorns instead. Dear Doc, you made it here sleepless nights a plenty, but the death is much to bare, when they come in twenties. Dear Mrs/Miss Doctor, did you wish to be the very thing that keeps us here in this reality? Dear Doctor Lady, of course you had to dream of helping people far and wide, and everyone in between.
By Tripp Any Where5 years ago in Poets
CELEBRATION
Holla.. No Segregation It's a celebration, in the air our cups go, Like a robbery, everybody hands follow, a party so lit, get your lighter fired up.
By Sean Noble5 years ago in Poets