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Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Harboring Happiness - Day 1
Today in harboring happiness, I idle on the front porch while a finch flitters through the resident pile of leaves littering my yard. The hounds huff at her rustling between cracks in the sagging, sunbaked fence. I wonder if she is nesting or scavenging for rootless seeds. Yet, happiness imagines she is playing hopscotch instead, as if even birds understand these silly little things need time and a place to exist.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished 3 minutes ago in PoetsAcross the Heavens
Pull me under to where you fought the hardest in crevices of what was and should have been. Drop me into the wasteland of your unloved years so I can remember the reflection in the mirror who first taught you how to climb inches so you could ascend the depths of self-doubt. Through shattered glass, I will recount the whole picture.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished 18 minutes ago in PoetsWhen Nature Wants To Lift a Man
In nature's gentle hands, a man is lifted high, Beneath the open sky, where eagles freely fly. The earth, with ancient wisdom, whispers secrets sweet,
Jonathan StrydesPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsPowell the Barn Owl
Powell was an old barn owl; it was pretty plain to see. But he wasn't just any old barn owl; he sat high in a magic tree. At least that's what he told me as I stood there looking crazed, as he explained all kinds of things, I was really quite amazed.
Shalet CarrollPublished about 3 hours ago in Poets"Achieving Balance: Practical Tips for a Fulfilling Life"
Momentarily present the significance of equilibrium throughout everyday life, including efficiency, self-improvement, connections, and satisfaction.
Voices raised in unity
~ emaciated faces dreaming emaciated dreams, compassion torn asunder, trampled beneath lavish wealthy means. is it foolish to imagine that egotistic humans may unravel,
Heather HublerPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsTails of freedom
In the vast expanse where dreams take flight, Freedom dances with the morning light. It whispers in the rustle of the leaves,
el hariti adilPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsStrings of Sugar
In half lotus, he sat on the land, Holding the sitar in his hands, Tunes it as the wires bend, In a world of notes, he gets blend.
Allwyn Roman WaghelaPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsWhen It's Time
Eventually time comes for all of us, teaching that every second counts Collecting the weak and ravaging the strong Leaving behind a small semblance of trust, the kind of trust that truth alone surmounts
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsGaderian of Sonne and Mone
eyne turn upwards as the espousal of sonne and mone begins champaign where the average chapman and compeer meet, with the peeler, the peterman, picaroon, poltroon and piepowder on the back of a palfrey
Paul StewartPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsHoly Ground
it drew me to the water's edge a voice floating in the mist standing on salvations ledge tracing the marks upon my wrists
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 6 hours ago in PoetsThe Courser's Heart
The Courser's Heart: A Ballad of Loyalty No coat of spun gold, nor thunderous stride, This courser's a friend, by his master's side.
mahmoud elsaadPublished about 7 hours ago in Poets