Poets in Motion
We’re celebrating National Poetry Month with our first poetry contest. Submit your most artistic, emotional, or hilarious original poetry inspired by movement—whatever that means to you. Use #VocalNPM to enter.
Poets in Motion: Announcing Our Winners
National poetry month has come to a close, and Vocal’s Poets in Motion contest has ended with it! We asked our creators to submit their most artistic, emotional, or hilarious original poetry inspired by movement—and you all delivered. With nearly 800 awesome poems officially entered into the contest, it wasn’t easy to come to a decision.
Vocal TeamPublished 5 years ago in PoetsAt Carnival
Gentle leaves blow across Autumn yards pale as bone grass crunched under boot, and acrid smoke belches from old barrels full of newspaper and dry twigs.
The Bedroom
Sitting in the car listening to the Ramones was fun enough, --But now we’ve absconded to the bedroom That must be on wheels / Somewhere back of the trunk. And you’re lying naked on my lap / With tears in your crater-like eyes / And flesh that is long and lean and doughy (Too white) And I’ll be late for work but sunrise must have been hours ago / Yet it is still so dark. And hovering over us is doom, and you sit up / To catch a glimpse of some waxwork horror / And I realize you’re not the girl I use to know / And the parking lot at the mall is filled with women --Whose feet don’t touch the earth.
79 Words and Perfect Fear
Daffy Duck launched a tunnel to the sky --Babel, Babylon, "Intolerance..." (Legend of 1916) He gets going through space and time,
Head Out
Head Out Stars are singeing and falling. Evil is blossoming Animals are dying Soldiers are fighting Values are dead Bad images fill my head
Tiffany HarryPublished 5 years ago in PoetsMy War Is Over
Thrashing, crashing, smashing The sound of my head bashing Against the wall by Mr. Know It All You walk away laughing while my
Tiffany HarryPublished 5 years ago in PoetsHuman Inventiveness
Do you want a miracle? One that makes The custodian CEO and all The patients their own doctors? It would take A small person to become eight feet tall.
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 years ago in PoetsCash Like That
Digital funds flow like shocks that all send Through the Internet. Money rolls through The system when the apps are all friends.
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 years ago in PoetsChange in the Movement
Like rushing waves crashing on the beige shore, The feelings rush in, I can’t take anymore. Bang, bang, another slammed door.
Ellie shaulPublished 5 years ago in PoetsMatrix: Project Disengage
Some days I want to change the world, some days I want to hide away... Detach myself from it all and build a barricade. Up steep mountains I climb, in murky waters I wade...
Kristin WilsonPublished 5 years ago in PoetsThe Tides of You
Slight movements create A slight abundance of hate And still the movements concur Gaining momentum You being to stir
Donelle MaloneyPublished 5 years ago in PoetsA Life Rewritten
I surrender to the grass that is sharp; to blades that are green I remember days that be long gone; passed youth as a teen
Brent HorlingPublished 5 years ago in Poets