There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Obesity and corona how are we to cope with both Trying to getwell and on lockdown indoors Laugh; there really is no hope
By Marie381Uk 6 years ago in Poets
-From Robert Lee Brewer's blog, Poetic Asides, "For today's prompt, write a lucky or an unlucky poem." Getting Lucky A year was spent
By Christina Perry6 years ago in Poets
Infected, Statically rejected The bitter cells of my heart disrespected Blue iron and vitamin C injected How now our bodies fail
By philosophia lux6 years ago in Poets
Let's talk about the broken heroes - the ones fall at the battles, the ones full of scars, the ones who, on a rainy day,
By Thanh Dinh6 years ago in Poets
When will he leave He said he'd stay just a couple of days But he's making himself comfortable in too many ways He asks me for the wine and cheese
By Frank Racioppi6 years ago in Poets
If I dwell on how ridiculous it actually is I won't do it Because it is in fact Stupid How can you teach this way? How can you learn this way?
By The Dani Writer6 years ago in Poets
One day it all changed, things were not the same The whole world was affected, but who was to blame People pointing their fingers, without any care
By Vicki Lucas6 years ago in Poets
There's weather people bring that makes the world sick. The kind of weather that leaves people not wanting to do anything about.
By jack connolly6 years ago in Poets
From Robert Lee Brewer's blog, Poetic Asides, "For today’s prompt, write a space poem." Acreage Endless skies spill over the flatland
From Robert Lee Brewer's blog, Poetic Asides, "For today’s prompt, write a new world poem." Transformation I sit rigid and alone in fear,
Spring was yet unable to find its grip when the human world around each cautious bud began to slip into a pandemic of illness, isolation,
By Andrea Cladis6 years ago in Poets
What can we even say during this time? They asked. Something beautiful. She responded. We can only say something lovely, something that shines and sounds like waterfalls. Something that flows and drips and drops with steady grace.
By Acasia Tucker6 years ago in Poets
