Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
The town wakes slow beneath a pewter sky, Shops unlatch shutters, steam curls from cups, Dogs tug their leads with morning joy,
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior8 months ago in Poets
Before the rib was broken twice, before the apple found its teeth, there was a garden full of questions and a Father tired of praise.
By LUNA EDITH8 months ago in Poets
The Man Who Lit His Own Eyes His hair rises like a storm that never found sky, White and furious with unfinished thoughts,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
I. I trace the outline of my mornings on the fogged windowpane, fingerpaths that never reach the glass but remember the shape of light.
I scoop my soup But nothing stays in I scoop and scoop But I just hear the bloop, bloop Of it leaking out my sides I don’t know where they are
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
Hour by hour, living by all the rush. Everyone is busy, with something at that time. ... Hour by hour, someone is doing the thing.
By Lucripa8 months ago in Poets
I am me. I am exactly as I appear to have been drawn. If you don't like, it, please go ahead and move on. I don't wish to be anyone's pawn.
By Julie Lacksonen8 months ago in Poets
The inner child exists deep inside Just look at a person closely and you will see behind The experienced societal beliefs and behaviored conformity
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue8 months ago in Poets
Soft blankets of silence slowly covers the town A needed break from the constant crowd A moment to think and hide inside A deep breath taken to calm one's mind
It's that hesitation upon looking into the eyes of innocence before possible trauma Even though the person is an adult doesn't mean it is all drama
a lot of life knows only to envenom past its own means of end
By Francis Carter8 months ago in Poets
Keep repenting that’s the motive Thirty days like while It lasts…. If sins are bad just like corrosive Can redeem Itself with fast….
By Haychie_Artist8 months ago in Poets
