There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
First to see the mount The lies they will still tell you Were the locals blind?
By Gal Mux3 years ago in Poets
They use his body To mark the climb up the mount Now, was it worth it?
Charming, when they met he had used the right words, but sometimes she notices he doesn't know correct terms. It started with the chicken
By Beverley Ridley3 years ago in Poets
The mountain shines bright I see its shining night light Its a better site
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
Move a mountain now Be strong for everyone how The mountain is you
11 o’clock. We all go silent Every man, woman and child Around the UK, silence reigns Just 2 minutes. Noise only in our brains.
By Alexa Forbes-Ritte3 years ago in Poets
Run fast through the hills Slow down to catch a big fish Tell your friends a tale
On the precipice, make a choice, to fall or fly? with white wings, I jump.
By A.R. Zeller3 years ago in Poets
Life came crashing down, like boulders in a landslide. So she climbs again.
By Annie Edwards 3 years ago in Poets
Sometimes you need to take a step back to be able to regain footing.
I stand at the top Relieved to be looking down The hard part is done
By Markita Daniel3 years ago in Poets
I heard the mountain; a melody for my soul. I feel whole again.
