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Poets in Motion

Poets in Motion

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.

  • Theodore Jones
    Published 8 months ago
    Dance Til the End of My Life

    Dance Til the End of My Life

    Sitting still in the meditation haze
  • Diamond King
    Published 8 months ago
    Way Movement

    Way Movement

    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’ve always been inspired in the way we are created differently, how unique we are with our passion, dedicating to our purpose.
  • Sarah Ferreira
    Published 8 months ago
    Rise & Fall

    Rise & Fall

    The rise and fall
  • Emma Sidnam
    Published 8 months ago
    I Am

    I Am

    I am calm.
  • Jonathan Costa
    Published 8 months ago
    Just Bird Talk

    Just Bird Talk

    So I heard that Red robin
  • Latrell Levanduski
    Published 8 months ago
    The One in the Mirror

    The One in the Mirror

    Silence creates an impeccable noise.
  • Kat Pérez
    Published 8 months ago
    Special Education: Unconditional Love
  • Darick Jones
    Published 8 months ago
    Out of Love

    Out of Love

    This is what I remember from that rigid glance that put me in a trance. The shriek of Autumn's breeze. The roar of a thousand trees. But what is this that I miss about you so much. The tenderness of your kiss. The softness of your touch. So it seems so swift you move where street lights beam. You want more... so you search. Going out of my way hazardously, just to get you next to me... yet you run away from me like I am your enemy! Standing on my head. Dashing through the fire at the growl of a bear! Just to run the thicket of your hair. Oh... what to do after we lie together? Rumble for a feather. What to do when I wake up to you. Reach above to a hovering dove.
  • Latrell Levanduski
    Published 8 months ago
    Analytical

    Analytical

    Never been to jail