Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
She closes her eyes and breathes.Deep. Reverent.An unspoken prayer of adoration. The sky above her is void.But endless.An infinite space dotted with specks of pale,iridescent light.
By Rhema-beth Boalch9 years ago in Poets
Minute glinting speckled diamonds surface in the sand concealing my ankles as beach's drenched brown layers cool my steamy feet.
By Linda Balboni9 years ago in Poets
I have been a solitary soul fighting ups and downs, Still, I find life's beauty hidden in nooks and corners anyway... The roadblocks have been numerous on this untrodden path,
By Creative Hub9 years ago in Poets
I don't need an apology for your ideology. No third eye required for the message this message is something we all outta see.
By Isaiah Wilmore9 years ago in Poets
I've been cleaning house lately, getting rid of things I don't need. The usual stuff: Blankets, Old clothes, Stuffed animals from years gone by,
By Audrey Wierenga9 years ago in Poets
Some people need a hand to hold. An arm around them when they are feeling cold. But I am learning to be brave and bold.
By Paul Crocker9 years ago in Poets
(I) Writing Through Senses A poet is a being of many curiosities. He is a person who is filled with wondrous philosophies.
Bring me to the beach where my soul lives to peak, Each grain of sand that gets me closer to everything I seek. Bring me to the beach when I need to be uplifted,
By Reese Jones9 years ago in Poets
I've noticed one thing when reading past work. There's an animal that drove the poets beserk. It's a reoccuring thing. And it had the burdens of the world on its wings.
Time goes flying by, first day to graduate, with no time to think. Where did all that time go? I miss it so much. The freedom it gave me,
By Phoenixica249 years ago in Poets
Ordinary: it's just a word Add a little extra to that, and you've got something special. Sometimes that "extra" can be something simple:
By KaSandra Odle9 years ago in Poets
1.) They say to me, whenever I get an attitude, that I'm being racist because I'm white and they're black. 2.)And I have to pause because this rubberneck is about to be one of those crunchy slimes you see on YouTube.
By Bridget Meier9 years ago in Poets
