Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
If you ever have to make the choice of me and another Save yourself the trouble, choose them! I’m not a back up plan waiting patiently to be picked
By Talia M5 years ago in Poets
What does that look like? Is it a constant cry for change And acknowledgement of what’s true? Or is it change in action Change in systems that neglect what’s true
It makes my heart heavy to know that your case was handled so carelessly The blame game couldn’t be played with this one
I am a human tissue, I am your comfort when you are sick I am a fleshy jungle gym, I am strong I am an unappreciated chef, I am a good cook to many
By Stephanie LoFaro5 years ago in Poets
Then I was mild-wild a load to say at any given moment Then I was so reckless living in the moment even if warnings say don’t
Little things In 2020 when the pandemic hit When the corona virus was born When masks became the new fashion trend and necessity
By Ashley Ching5 years ago in Poets
Tomorrow has no mistakes yet. Tomorrow is a brand new day. Tomorrow will be better, And maybe I'll say what I need to say.
By Katie Dawn5 years ago in Poets
Constantly putting others before me has created a chain where I’m stuck to the past and bound to the earth beneath me I would always move to the right for you or for them while I let my positive thoughts and wants remain stagnant
By Jaclyn Gilbert 5 years ago in Poets
We all have goals and desires That we want to achieve Some work hard towards it Others just dream about it We all have different goals
By Maria Kalafatis5 years ago in Poets
I am an apostrophe, an addendum, an afterthought, possibly unnecessary, perhaps irrelevant, I am lost in the wake, a sunspot
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
The sun's nearby, obscured or not by cloud The uniform's clean and fits just the same The buzzing of a small but mighty crowd
By Violet P. Davies5 years ago in Poets
I love loving you..... Like your touch.... so soft it grabs hold of my soul. I remember us from long ago when the nights would grow cold but we would roll on cause we, just couldn't let go......
By Lovelyleshun5 years ago in Poets
