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.
Whiskey Dreams of Pixie Dancers
I once saw light flickering through leaves of a tree, a tree not like the others on the mountain, and would swear I saw a dryad dance amongst the branches, who turned into a wren and flitted away. I saw a pale nymph dancing, and she turned into a girl with short hair and whose lips taste of red wine. Rain running sideways like the river it once was, and a mountain basin turn from green, yellow, gold and silver to a world of white, blue and infinity. Through such eyes I see this world, all that I see now merely a thin shade over the layers that came before it.
Moros KeenePublished 5 years ago in PoetsDon't Step on the Flowers
I've become scared to get attached to anything because everything is not permanent I will leave all of this one day. The trees
The Irony of Life
As I watch the sun and moon play hide and seek in the sky, I find myself laughing for no reason, 'cause nothing around me is hilarious.
Kuyik UmohPublished 5 years ago in PoetsGarbage Island
You can find me on garbage island or sunbathing in Antarctica Falling asleep and forgetting where we came from Denying the dying polar bears and blue whales
Christy LynnPublished 5 years ago in PoetsStranger
His piercing eyes startled me as I glanced up and caught his stare. Was he staring at me? I quickly snapped my head around but there was nothing but a rush of people behind me.
Megan ArtusPublished 5 years ago in PoetsFight for the Businessperson
The businessperson who strives for greatness Does so by demanding of him or her– Self the ways of virtues and to make this
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 years ago in PoetsBounce
Yo look up G I’m telling you just listen to what I say. We have to start helping a hand and hand and we’ll make a better day.
Heidi Jann JonesPublished 5 years ago in PoetsI Won't Stop You... Just Wait
Wait. No, don't stop. I'm not here to get in your way. Just wait... and listen. You can cry all you want, I won't stop you
Jeniah ClarkePublished 5 years ago in PoetsKeep On Moving
All the roads I've been onThe life I've led as the world passes me byAll the things I've seen trying to be strongBut in the end, it slowly starts to break me and kills me inside
October EvansPublished 5 years ago in PoetsDaydream
She often daydreamed of leaving, Abandoning her shoes at the door, Getting lost in nature's melody, Her naked feet dancing across the damp ground,
Gloriana DemersPublished 5 years ago in PoetsFirst Thoughts
Hi, I’m here to be judged Not putting it all out there Only the pieces time can age Which, pressure is added As time ages all
Ryan McDonaghPublished 5 years ago in PoetsWe Were Meant to Be Once upon a Time
He once loved a painter. She was sin and magic, both he couldn't control. There were times when he'd catch her staring at him a little longer than normal people do, as if she was committing memory to every detail of his face. He remembered during her birthday she wouldn't ask for anything, no small dinner party or a lavish strong of pearls and lucky for him a man who had come to understand her deeply and climbed over her wall of thorns, all it took for her to smile was a trip to the forest where she could see the deers satisfying their thirst by the pond.
Kaelyn SanchezPublished 5 years ago in Poets