Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Fall French light dapples on the wall Embroidered light as soft as lace She dances with the red patterns that float like fairies
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
to all the fried fish, and the fresh ones. to the ones who take the bait. to the hooks, lines, and sinkers taken to the pain.
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
Her words are Potent Honest and Open Read for the Enlightenment An experience that is Transformable Every words Resonates
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Tried for 4 weeks to write a poem about going to SNL and this is as far as I've gotten. Jamming these words into line after line
By Jada Fergusonabout a year ago in Poets
You looked at me like gravity didn’t apply— like the floor could give out and we’d still land softly, somewhere between a sigh and a second chance.
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
Frozen. Drowning. Sinking. I couldn’t move from this place Below the sky. Before consciousness. The space between stars.
By Shannon E. Mackabout a year ago in Poets
In gardens soft, where sunlight weaves its glow, The rose ascends, with petals bold and bright. Its velvet touch, a whisper of delight,
By Am@n Khan about a year ago in Poets
Have you ever tried to run Tried to run from the rain Dashing between the falling drops Searching for that elusive hiding place
By Emily McGuffabout a year ago in Poets
❤️"Hold the Light"🌟 When the night grows heavy, and shadows claw the sky— remember this, my soul: Stars are born where darkness lies.🌟
By Luqman Saidabout a year ago in Poets
The Gates Were Quiet In Heaven The gates were quiet not carved with pride, just standing open clean and wide. No echo rang
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Envision A Life With Pink Clouds In The Sky… Envision A Night Where Purple Raindrops, Fall From Up High… Run With Me Through A Jungle Of Sweet Love…
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)about a year ago in Poets
I used to shape clay and plaster pieces Humble offerings to please the senses An obvious output; physical forms Showcasing creativity, skill
By Aspen Marie about a year ago in Poets
