art

Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.

  • Nema Reedy
    Published about 9 hours ago
    I Want

    I Want

    I want my appearance to be like fireworks, so I can be admired for once
  • Abby Griffith
    Published a day ago
    ART?

    ART?

    It has been a while
  • Alejandra French
    Published a day ago
    2020

    2020

    ROOTS & KINDNESS
  • Nema Reedy
    Published 7 days ago
    Beauty She Brought

    Beauty She Brought

    A woman graces past my deviant eyes
  • Bjarke Kamp
    Published 8 days ago
    The Rolling Stone

    The Rolling Stone

    The rolling stone rolled over a butt naked stoner, as it continued rolling, the stoner woke and started a roll. Accompanied by the stoner the rolling stone past a city with a billion small un-rolled stones, which the rolling stoner set in motion, entering the billion stone city. All together they were on a roll, alongside each other, the rolling stone, the rolling stoner and a thousand small rolling stones rolled into the green city, were stones were to cool to fool around and roll. Up, over, in, out, down and under the harem of rolling stones rolled with a rolling stoner, one by one and roll by roll they found a cool stone singing a different tone.
  • ALI RAE
    Published 9 days ago
    dead language

    dead language

    we find ourselves
  • Valerie Gessler
    Published 10 days ago
    Heaven

    Heaven

    Unblinking, she stared at the most wonderful beauty she’d ever seen.
  • Maya Sanden
    Published 11 days ago
    space bubble

    space bubble

    The tired white diner mug
  • Maya Sanden
    Published 11 days ago
    old pipes

    old pipes

    My mind is churning
  • Mihaela Vasileva
    Published 14 days ago
    Play it by Ear

    Play it by Ear

    Here’s the song and play it loud,
  • Charlotte Sareño Raymond
    Published 16 days ago
    Being the bigger person at 5 feet tall
  • Andrea Lawrence
    Published 16 days ago
    CAST OFF

    CAST OFF

    CAST OFF