America in Verse
One Nation, United by Poetry. Exploring the United States of America through word.
- Top Story - February 2018
But Nobody Spoke Up
They thought something was wrong, But no nobody spoke up. They saw the red flags, But nobody spoke up. They witnessed his mindset through social media,
James HowellPublished 6 years ago in Poets Soldier On
That precious red, white and blue still waves, with the dying breath of the fallen of which their family will forever crave.
Stephanie LiftonPublished 6 years ago in PoetsThe Awakening
Enlightenment seemed to illuminate her being She gasped at the fact that The world really is as dark as it seems She dashed back to the darkness
Destiny RevealedPublished 6 years ago in PoetsThe 1920s
My name is Alice....Alice Powers, There was colorful dresses and streets filled with beautiful flowers, I am a white woman with blond hair, envied by all,
Founded: 1565
A town with quaint cobblestone streets never meant to bear cars. Founded centuries ago, In an entirely different time.
Sarah HanzmanPublished 6 years ago in PoetsBlack History
Black History I was beaten I was torn I was raped And a child was born My son would have inherited some of the masa’s properties
Favour OyewolePublished 6 years ago in PoetsLife, Part Two
Everything living vibrant with color accented by sunlight. Low mountains blue in the distance stand steady and firm. Silent song
Nicole OzmentPublished 6 years ago in PoetsLife, Part Three
Red, golden, gray cliffsides Craggy shelters of the rock dwellers carved out by God's hand. Sloping downward smoothing to the flat stretches...
Nicole OzmentPublished 6 years ago in PoetsInvisible Uprising
Marching, marching in the streets While blood is running in the sheets Children, adults, neighbors, friends The list goes on and never ends
Chadlai ShadePublished 6 years ago in PoetsFor the Many Not the Few
They think we’re too young to know any better. They think we’re too young to speak out against them. But we are the youth.
Hannah PetchPublished 6 years ago in PoetsThe Tyranny
The Tyranny on this land today is a repeat of history, yet we are so blind to see. Our economy is in a drought and the poverty is on a rise as we watch our mother flood these lands with her tears.
ElRey NiffenPublished 6 years ago in PoetsI Hope
You stand in the center, proud of your ferocious roar of values and oneness that reaches the ears of the world. The wine, the words, the homogeneity.