There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Look to me and see What could've been the summit But trees need to breathe
By A poem to you3 years ago in Poets
Up the next path to right Stop not to find the last light Stars love darkest nights
Keep time with the trees Listen closer, keeping score The mountain keeps yore
Ice cream factory Children once dreamed with bright smiles Now, glaciers lose ground.
By Nicole Hewitt3 years ago in Poets
Mist shrouded peaks hide cavernous depths wherein one becomes lost or found.
By Danielle L Turner3 years ago in Poets
Gripping onto the Edge Bright future Awakens At the beam of Sunlight
By Pam Zee3 years ago in Poets
On the edge of the Mountain top Staring into the peak of my destiny Sunbeam keeps me focused
Mount: “I am pristine.” “No,” says Progress. “You are mine.” Sad 'either/ore' choice.
By Donald J. Bingle3 years ago in Poets
Ascendant: Drowning us slowly Inside of slow motion Within her wings she's Keeping us close How many times can we count
By Ryan Welch3 years ago in Poets
Our expectations Painted a picture We never got quite right, Brushstrokes outside the lines Abstract design, Never quite reaching the top
By Katrina Thornley3 years ago in Poets
Google defines 'addiction' as the fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance, thing, or activity.
By Riley Forest3 years ago in Poets
In the days of old They pushed them in volcano They thought this was good
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
