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.
Heard we lost another one of our brothers
And I couldn’t sleep How could this be? We all know our time is coming
Just like the others who came before I hate that in this world we must walk around with...
Everything is a movement; we fail and we learn. Left and right is a lesson, either you coming are going. We all have inspiration, multiple styles, and desires that drive us to make and take action. I’...
Up, up, up, and away-
flying higher and higher
until the sky becomes ground,
until atmosphere is air to breath,
until outer space, out of body
experiencing serenity up near the sun
becomes all you can...
The rise and fall
The up, the down
The inner battle returns
It follows me, consumes me,
It tries to tear me up from the inside out
The heat comes to surface, leaving me to crash and burn...
But I will...
I am calm. Gliding on paper wings,
A light rain, no hail, No wind.
I am a city,
Sky-scrapers, metal grey, smooth –
Clean, unflinching In the face of war.
I am a forest,
Growing slowly – gradually
So I heard that Red robin
Hasn't been rockin'
Got caught up in the
Parrots are unemployed
So I heard
And have you seen the nose job
On that bird
Speaking of noses
Toucan's has gotten...
Silence creates an impeccable noise.
One that requires incredible poise.
As some of you read this you understand
our circumstances can create pain that destroys.
So I urge us to pay attention to our t...
I love myself for all the things I
didn’t excel in
I love those parts of me because it’s okay to not to be good at some things
it’s okay to “fail...