inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Refreshed Being
All I am is all that is. All that is is all I am. I allow myself to be in my body once again. Every bone and every tissue,
a dance of edges
Every day, when the light wanes in the Celestial revolve, Silhouettes enjoy their brief purchase until Night takes them willing. They sleep entwined until their morning
Ward NorcuttPublished 11 days ago in PoetsPre-Prepared Pre-Packaged Pleasure
Pre-Prepared Pre-Packaged Pleasure Pyschological and Physical Penile PIV Perforating Punchering Punctured Pieces Perspective is Perception
Paul StewartPublished 11 days ago in Poetsfulfilment
Bullet holes ...shots hurt * dark recesses riddled * rip fresh shards flesh * fractured bloody lifeline dripping
Paul StewartPublished 11 days ago in PoetsRain Dancers
laughing like lovers we walk splash silly, step—step—step for me s__t__r__ i__d__e___ for him, punting pooling puddles like pigskins
Christy MunsonPublished 11 days ago in PoetsThe Journey
because the expectant skies would soon sully us with belly rain and slumping roofs like wizards’ hats on thatched cottages
Christy MunsonPublished 11 days ago in Poets(noun) Obscuring of Light From One Celestial Body By Another
Exquisite (adjective) extreme and intense in beauty courtship (noun) period when romance blossoms locked (adjective) fastened and secured in the cosmos
Paul StewartPublished 11 days ago in PoetsEvery summer vacation
Every summer vacation Me and my two brothers We would go visit our grandparents. We used to enjoy going there. Life was quite pleasant and intriguing.
Gloria PenelopePublished 11 days ago in PoetsI'm Alright
Enemies surround me, I need a new way to escape Camouflaged in dark despair, dripping shades of waterscape Lingering in luminosity masking the depths of my mistakes
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 11 days ago in PoetsIn the Realm of Words
In the quiet corners of the classroom, Where letters dance and syllables twirl, Lives a child with eyes that stumble, A heart that yearns to unfurl.
Allwyn Roman WaghelaPublished 11 days ago in Poetssticking up.
bullied. bullied by stupid keyboard warriors. bullied by people who insult my entire family all of my friends and me just because of their political party.
What a day
What a day it has been! It's a sunny day. The birds are singing. What a bright day it is! What a hedonistic purchase!