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

On Poetry (Revised): The Audience Weeps
A lack of educational groundingfeels Unintentionally liberationalwhat comes next is not expositoryscoundrels We. Wonder.
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Poets
6/1/26
We bathed in midday’s light Swooned in the afternoon As the light died to the night we took flight Before we knew it Morning came with no warning
By Atomic Historian4 months ago in Poets
SITTIN' IN MY BLUE ROOM . Top Story - June 2026. Content Warning.
SITTIN IN MY BLUE ROOM 1967 This is a 1967 poem from my archives. The world in the 60s was a different place. Girls were 2nd class citizens. Boys were perfect in every way. I am sharing these poems to focus on staying in 2026. I believe in equality for all. Let’s learn to love not to hate. Girls need college and careers not top to just rattle pots and pans.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 4 months ago in Poets
Noah and His Ark
Noah and His Ark The clouds gathered above the earth, Heavy with judgment yet unseen, The skies grew darker day by day, Beyond what any man had dreamed.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
strong enough. Top Story - June 2026.
a crucible of enlightenment in low places not all my friends stay i am living on the high road and my house stands on a pedestal
By ⸘jason alan‽4 months ago in Poets
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By Rick Henry Christopher 4 months ago in Poets
Moulded by Her
Oh, face, mother wrought, Clay molded by fingers that Molded me, welcome! Grace my walls With your silent lips And unseeing eyes
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
The Hands That Carry Me
The Hands That Carry Me I do not always understand the road before me. Sometimes it twists unexpectedly, and sometimes it feels long.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
Let Somebody Else Have You
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for April 2026 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here.https://rattle.com/page/ekphrastic/
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)4 months ago in Poets
The Grass Must Be Greener
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for April 2026 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here.https://rattle.com/page/ekphrastic/
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)4 months ago in Poets
WITHIN
Find a place within your heart Let me help you back to feet…. That’s our bond It’s just a start Cannot let you face de-feat….
By Haychie_Artist4 months ago in Poets
“From Nowhere to Nowhere”. Content Warning.
I wrote this poem when I was 17 years old. It reflects the emotions, confusion, and intensity of that time in my life. I’m sharing it now as it was originally written, the voice of a young girl trying to understand herself and the world around her.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 4 months ago in Poets