art

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

The way You feel
The way you fit between my hands warming up my body ... The way you send heat down my legs making me wanna curl under the blankets
By Martyna Dearing3 years ago in Poets
Ode to my Blanket
Ode to My Blanket She’s as fluffy as the fur of a bunny soft, smooth, and soothing. She’s so beautiful like the dazzling sunset
By Emilina Dike3 years ago in Poets
The Objects in Our House. Runner-Up Place in Ode to Ordinary Challenge.
We fight behind the kitchen dinner table like clockwork. Dinner is served, but so is the next argument. Dishes break as my voice cracks, “Get out!”
By Bella Leon3 years ago in Poets
Ode to the Pencil. Content Warning.
This is an Ode to the Pencil. My lucky #2. There's just something so wonderful about a new pencil. You smell so good, like wood, and combined with a sharpener! I grind you down, into a point...A favorite tool!
By Jessie3 years ago in Poets
Ode to The Moon
You give me a good reason to pause Opalesque light feature All hailed by the night creature Illuminating my fine points and flaws
By Marilyn Glover3 years ago in Poets
Guilty
I don’t want to be categorized as ignorant. But how do people endure all the media? How do you pay attention without feeling so hurt, helpless, and guilty?
By Desiray J3 years ago in Poets
A Song of Swords
Feet dance freely cross a field of grass As Small blades tap to the whim of the wrist Emotions Heavy Sparks fly freely Eyes dart quickly
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
A Man With Dust
I’m just a man with dust Slipping through his fingers Searching for a place to keep it A redundant reflex born from memory
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
Chasing Fireflies of Love
In meadows kissed by moonlit skies,Where dreams take flight and passion lies,Two souls entwined, a dance they share,Chasing fireflies of love, beyond compare.With hearts aflutter, they venture near,The whispering breeze, their souls can hear,Soft laughter mingles with stardust above,Chasing fireflies of love, the purest of.
By Isreal Michael 3 years ago in Poets
Waiting
I had plans Now I have nothing But time on my hands Sitting here Staring at these three walls Wishing I could break through the fourth
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Back Home Again. Top Story - August 2023.
Calling planet Earth Do you hear me Earthling from my birth Solid rearing +++ Playing in the dirt Forming shapes with the mud
By Rick Henry Christopher 3 years ago in Poets
Engines Diamond Painting: A Celebration of Speed and Design
One theme that many people find appealing in the vast world of Paint with diamonds is that of engines. Engines Diamond painting allows artists to tap into that love, immortalizing it on canvas using brilliant diamonds, whether you're a petrolhead, a classic vehicle lover, or just someone with an appreciation for exquisite design and sheer power.
By Paint by Numbers 3 years ago in Poets