There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
What does Christmas mean to me. It means.... a chance to remember on the past, think about the present, and about the future.
By Mark Graham3 years ago in Poets
Immense snazzy sounds Created from pain, shows bliss Water's low, drink noise
By Risci Calles3 years ago in Poets
I was lost, alone. You found me when I was blue. For that, I thank you!!!!!
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
A tribute to you. With a warm High-ku, true blue. Truly, we thank you!!!!!!!!!
royal blood runs through his veins, like river to drown; Hungarian grannie * 5 Dec. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
“He? She? Pink or blue?” Only to discover that It was both or neither
By Ashley Herzog3 years ago in Poets
by the time you feel it'S all gone wrong you'll know you've done it right all ya gotta do is relax now don't even try to fight
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
locked for thousand years princess waiting for the knight shining silvery * 8 Dec. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
Collars and lapels; control in a handmade cut. What are you hiding? * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets
Blue Spruce in winter, Lights glow in the cold night sky, the smell of pine trees.
By Janea Speer3 years ago in Poets
rocking on high heels five-branched silver candlestick blue dress and red nails * 8 Dec. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
