There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
We crossed paths at the open mic, after the lecture about Beowulf, . and the foundations of English literature. . An hour about treasure,
By Poetry Landscapes3 years ago in Poets
till last year I was fooling myself that I am vital, valued now I know that even if I leave tomorrow no one will ever shed a tear for me
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
We pretended to know What tomorrow would bring, The acceptance that the sun Would shine and illuminate A world we said we knew,
By Katrina Thornley3 years ago in Poets
tissue of the town it’s too tight for that soaring with the birds on a clear blue sky or in cloudy blustery weather
They were too scared to be around her Every susceptible sign sent to them Was asking for help And at the same time
Writing Poetry Is an Experience Paul Engle, the poet and New York Times columnist, gave the perfect definition of poetry when he said.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
Her sons and grandsons wash her naked frailty in blessed water. Hindu Priest breaks an egg. Now they lay two shards of broken mirror
By Robin Lim3 years ago in Poets
There are many forbidden rooms In my brain Places I’ve crossed once Forever sealed in me * I have to avoid *
...I find comfort from my aunties' hugs it's something from up above that reigns down on the stars the light that shines from across
By El Poet3 years ago in Poets
game of dice with life and death on a train when all the threads they lead me against all odds to the past masterfully woven from shards
Sweat... Dripping down across my face. On the treadmill like it's a race. When I'm done, I'll hit the weights. To ease my stress and lift the weight.
By Dylan 3 years ago in Poets
they soak like tea all the sounds from inside the piano red rug rapturous rumble wooden stool coke with straw knees bent around the circle
