Garri Greinder4 hours ago
Story by Song
When I see you sad it makes me wonder / What reached out and pulled you under. / I've been holding onto you, / Hoping it's not what I do. When I make you mad I never know why / You push me away, let o...
Rachel Anita5 hours ago
Summer Days, Autumn Nights
Families are slowly fading from the oceanfront, bonfires are beginning to appear, and bikinis and swim trunks are becoming sweatshirts and sweatpants. The warmth that I have been engulfed in nearly al...
Lucy Perrin5 hours ago
Grief
Grief, to grieve It’s blood loss from an old wound That never stops it weep. Not concrete, it’s the interchanging spiral, between victory and defeat. An endless need It’s the moments that you resent y...
Arthur Hasekura5 hours ago
At The Mountain's Pass
At the mountain pass ‘twixt Thought and Memory, We meet again, as we seem ought to do. Have you ever sat and watched the horizon here? It’s always red with the color of twilight, Though whether the su...
Lucy Perrin5 hours ago
I'm Lost
Sometimes I get mad at the world. Sometimes I just get sad. Looking at all the memories we shared, All the good times that we had. Is it greedy to still want more? To wish for another day. I keep feel...
RJ Saxon5 hours ago
Opportunity Knocks
Five years a Teller got a job he loathed. Deposits withdrawals mortgages loans. He dreamed of a life not shackled but free. To live out his days more comfortably. A fortunate day his stars were aligne...
W. R. Rodriquez's Words Guide Readers Through the Beautiful Bronx
W. R. Rodriquez's Concrete Pastures of the Beautiful Bronx was written ten years ago but it could have stepped off the presses today. Its passion is streaked with cynicism and yet this collection is f...
Katharin Crewson14 days ago
Positive Effects of Poetry
Over the past few years, I have suffered from depression and anxiety. All the while, I have been a poetry enthusiast and I write in my spare time. After a session of writing, I felt tranquil and calm....
LaNina Jones23 days ago
Games
How long are we going to do this? How long are we going to sit in this empty room, our eyes locked in an invisible trance? How long are you going to keep searching for what YOU lack in me, digging dee...
Where Her Skeletons Hide
My heart beats faster each time I see her. I don't even know her name. I try to remember her features as if each time I see her could be the last time. She leaves a lingering scent behind her, roses a...
Rebecca Mahara month ago
Reborn
Nights go by like birds in flight sweeping past me violently. The nights are long and cold in this little room. The mornings so violently real there's no time for emotional fences. Walking around I fe...
Nattalie Gordon2 months ago
For My Human
Since I can’t talk, I try to listen a lot I kinda can’t write either, but who really needs to do that? I see the real you from down here on all fours Too bad I don’t have hands, ‘cause I’d sure like t...
Only the Classics
The roots from which poetry as we know it has flourished. Taking you back to the classical era, one stanza at a time.
Life as a Poet Knows It
Industry tips for new poets. Welcome to the Poets family.
America in Verse
One Nation, United by Poetry. Exploring the United States of America through word.
Dexter Sims6 hours ago
Hurt Me, Make Me
All this shit takes time. Patience is my killer. Dark circles, and long nights. But I’m finally starting to get my head right. Who hurt who harder? You always thought you were smarter. You would stand...
Dexter Sims10 hours ago
Dear Future
You dont remember me, do you? I lost that weight, tested my fate, now I outgrew you. I no longer hesitate. I can stand up to finally check your mate. I hold no resentment towards my replacements. I kn...
Olivia Alice11 hours ago
Only One Thing Is Coming Back, and It's Not You
I miss the way the sunlight kisses my skin, and I miss the way you ran your hands through my hair. I miss the sweet taste of honey and strawberries on my lips, and I miss the feeling of your lips agai...
Tara Bush6 hours ago
A Little Girl's Imagination
Feel yourself become one Breathe Breathe in the fresh air of the morning sun The trees that play music with the wind Animals that find home within its everlasting brush A feeling a human may never kno...
Oliver Melendez11 hours ago
Tributary
Others died on their end, While some took notice of an easy way out. Yet their life still goes on, Upon each quatrain, an iambic sensibility; flow of rhythm rhyme and metre makes up, of the craft of k...
Bat Kida day ago
The Problem
Students are shipped like cargo To a place they don’t want to go To learn things they don’t care about Yet adults wonder why when they talk they shout In this place they lose their rights But if they ...
shayfe Shiphrah10 hours ago
I Fall Hard
If I was an exquisite bottle of perfume The words at the end of my commercial will read in bold letters Just before the waves crash into the sunset "SHAYFE" Then the sultry voice over will say "fall h...
Anthony Ferrer11 hours ago
Inhabitant of the Mind
Inhabitant of the Mind There is a creature, that the young and the old fear. It creeps and crawls…following victims. It can move very fast, or very slow.
Fred Bobbitt12 hours ago
For Robby
God grant me the innocence of a child. Let me live in awe of the beauty of your creation, wonder at the sight of a dandelion or robin egg. Let me appreciate the beauty of a white cloud against a sparkling blue sky. Bless me with the foresight to live each day as if it were my last, for well it could be. Let me love with an open heart and express my love with candor. Most of all, let me never forget to be thankful to you for the blessings I see around me. If I may do this, I'm sure my life will b...
Lucy Perrin5 hours ago
Grief
Grief, to grieve It’s blood loss from an old wound That never stops it weep. Not concrete, it’s the interchanging spiral, between victory and defeat. An endless need It’s the moments that you resent y...
Arthur Hasekura5 hours ago
At The Mountain's Pass
At the mountain pass ‘twixt Thought and Memory, We meet again, as we seem ought to do. Have you ever sat and watched the horizon here? It’s always red with the color of twilight, Though whether the su...
Lucy Perrin5 hours ago
I'm Lost
Sometimes I get mad at the world. Sometimes I just get sad. Looking at all the memories we shared, All the good times that we had. Is it greedy to still want more? To wish for another day. I keep feel...
Rachel Anita5 hours ago
Summer Days, Autumn Nights
Families are slowly fading from the oceanfront, bonfires are beginning to appear, and bikinis and swim trunks are becoming sweatshirts and sweatpants. The warmth that I have been engulfed in nearly al...
Sare Ashley6 hours ago
Why We Hike: Part 2
When we hike We remember that nothing worthwhile in life comes without effort Yet that effort must always be rooted in joy The top of the mountain is always a climb The river is always a jarring desce...
Sare Ashley6 hours ago
Why We Hike: Part 1
When we hike Our body is intimately engaged with the wild world around it Every step / every stone / every path Every grip / every branch / every crevice Every cooling / every river / every evergreen’...
Garri Greinder4 hours ago
Story by Song
When I see you sad it makes me wonder / What reached out and pulled you under. / I've been holding onto you, / Hoping it's not what I do. When I make you mad I never know why / You push me away, let o...
Gulraj Bedi10 hours ago
L’Odeur Énigmatique
The Mystic Scent...
Another Confession of Love
Your precious smile is warm With it the cold is gone Without it I am torn It's my heart you've won Do our eyes meet at last? Through the struggle and the pain Across the world, so vast Will they ever ...
Brave Ave2 days ago
Stress
There's a pain in my chest. Every time I inhale, it pierces into me. almost like a reminder. A reminder of how shitty things are. Don't forget about your muffled cries, the cries you hid from your roo...
Ezili Ray3 days ago
The Execution Will Now Be Televised for Your Viewing Pleasure
Don your finest suit and frilly peach dress that will drape over your cotton knickers and wife beaters Wax your teeth and rinse out the stench from your tobacco, whiskey stained orifice Lather your un...
DD
D D.5 days ago
Write
Sometimes I want to write, And I cant find the words. Thousands of options, all from a combination. Of only 26, And I cant find the ones I want. The few I need. To convey the moments' feelings, the pa...
A.R. Marquez8 hours ago
Surrounded in Stardust
Our veins pulse and writhe. Details of our existence in close proximity. The music we create is the heaven you are recalling. The poetry we write is the scripture you've become inebriated with. When w...
Tata Ferguson9 hours ago
Empathic Lamentation
A poem written from the heart of an empathic soul. This world is sick. A swollen, festering tick. My insides reel at the way it feels To walk among you each and every day. You can’t hide behind that m...
Anthony Ferrer11 hours ago
Asylum
Asylum. Empty pages about empty stages and empty cages where the freak show once was. Empty stares and empty fairs without any cares of what once was. Empty lights and empty flights of stairs that lea...
One and Only
They called him "The Duke", his triumph was no fluke. Tall and handsome fella, his fame was like a nuke. Born in Iowa, grew up in Southern California. His first big role was in The Big Trail, Like a t...
Eleanor Thirlway2 months ago
Let the Winged Fancy Roam...
At times, it is very difficult to appreciate life and all its possibilities because, let’s face it, it can be hard. Often our old enemy "time" gets in the way and we suddenly realise we are years olde...
Violet P. Davies3 months ago
Persephone
Pomegranate juice running down her chin Ebony eyelashes growing wet with tears Realizing She has been deceived Even as the bright, bittersweet tang Plies her ruby-stained tongue with confusion, as Had...