There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
What is it that comforts me Through the grim and the bleak? I’ll tell you the answer, Though you may find it weak: Days without clouds
By A. L. Simpkins3 years ago in Poets
i feverishly scour the funeral notices hoping to line up a “date” and not once have i ever been stood up cause dead girls are never late
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
Insane —- Moving back across the grain Vision blurred by unknown cause Mind filled with many voices —- Life filled with too much pain
By Steven Dean3 years ago in Poets
Peter Pan, take me away to lands unbroken, lands unspoken, lands beyond time. Peter Pan show me how to fly untethered from the floor.
By Smallbrook3 years ago in Poets
Roots We are all rooted in something And for those of us who anxiously wait We know her time is near As she sends whispers that say
By Pieces of Me ~ Poems by Heidi3 years ago in Poets
Ideas bottle up In the artist’s mind On the racks Like the best wine Obtaining their maturity, texture Tincture of the most vibrant colours
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
I look at a broken world Is there anything left for me for the future? Only if I insist too much On a risky, rugged path
“I will strip you of your dignity slowly” They said so constantly wanting more never stopped same as the others
Set up strict boundaries With a pen and a ruler Everything should be equal And inside your control *** Get to know their faces
By Jolyne3 years ago in Poets
Daddy, Not all fairytales have “happy” endings, but they are beautiful, nonetheless. Life is a beautiful tragedy, and happiness comes in many forms…
By Annie Edwards 3 years ago in Poets
At five am the world is silent. The coffee made while holding my breath adds little sound to the day. I curl up in a chair and become the breathing part of it.
By Natalie Wilkinson3 years ago in Poets
It’s with a bleeding aching heart that I watch, A total stranger struggle to overcome adversity, I feel this incessant need to hold them close,
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
