art

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

Acorn's Fate
Acorn's Fate A seed sleeps beneath the ancient loam, An acorn destined to rise and roam, To stretch its limbs toward heaven's skies,
By Katie L. Kashan2 years ago in Poets
The Quiet Beauty of Autumn
Amber leaves descend, spirals etch the autumn breeze— stillness greets the soul.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Marriage Thoughts
MARRIAGE THOUGHT One day, I will meet the one I love, Dream of making her my wife. I will wait, patient and unwavering, For her choice must be precise—
By Victor Jackson2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Love: A Valentine’s Day Poem
Whispers of Love on Valentine’s Day On this day of love so true, I find my heart drawn back to you. In every breath, in every glance,
By Dinesh Maurya2 years ago in Poets
A Poet Like Me
A black poet like me Who set her words free To set the world free Free from the tribulations of division Into a state of power and self-love
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
The Grammy's
Did you see the Grammy’s The fashionable elegant outfits And the revealing ones The performances From the lovely singing to the dancing
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
Vert Sub
1 2 3 4—1 2 3 If I stare at—a word long 1 2 3—1 2 3 4 enough I lose—all sense of what 1 2 3 4—1 2 3 is where the letters—rearrange afore my
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
~My Left Hand!~
~My left hand!~ My left hand Is hard and strong, My left hand Is tired of me. It's been used so much It's whole life long,
By Jennifer Cooley2 years ago in Poets
Lupa Capitolina
babes she found in the wilderness lying abandoned, harsh the elements deep in unforgiving woodland the wind it whistles as she howls
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Clouds
Cumulous clouds lowly in the sky owning themselves until the downpour of rain is over and the sunshine returns.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Poets
Clouds
Wispy cloud floating by the moon waving Bye.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Poets
bangtan sonyeondan-BTS
In the heart of Seoul, where dreams ignite, Seven souls united, in the brightest light. BTS, a name whispered in avid grace,
By Hania2 years ago in Poets