Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
How did we get so far? We walk with a dream We drive to get there We move constantly Yet we keep thinking about How did we get so far.
By Semra Laureen Hill Jean5 months ago in Poets
When the Angels Went Silent When the angels went silent The world did not stop People still walked past windows And clocks still spoke
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
There were women from historical times who held their purple-stained hearts high… …the points of their noses arrowing to the crystalline-blue sky.
By Angelina Ch. B.5 months ago in Poets
Marriage Is a Servants Life Marriage is a servants life At least that is what some say Giving parts of who you are Day after ordinary day
Legs ache. Body stiffens. The bicycle inches up the hill with every push and pull I make. Switching gears. Pushing, pushing, pushing
By Dean Traylor5 months ago in Poets
Looking Down I Seen the Cracks in the Pavement Looking down I seen the cracks in the pavement Lines spread out beneath my feet
We stand under the branches swept away on the breeze Creating new stanzas about the strength of the trees Contemplating the future
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 months ago in Poets
True love brings you peace of mind and courage, not worry and loneliness. "Liking" is the initial imagination; "love" is the accumulation of time spent together.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 months ago in Poets
This World Elder Awareness Day, we pay tribute to those who are most deserving, yet, at times, sadly forgotten. Many have gone one step beyond and embraced powers that stretch our imagination. They've survived every sequel.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin5 months ago in Poets
There is an intense feeling that I get I have experienced it before. It is a feeling not so many people call their enemy.
By Danielle Mosley5 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my fifteenth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful and inspirational artwork. It is inspired by Justine's painting with elements of the legend of Rhiannon.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Poets
Things I Stopped Carrying There was a time I carried everything Every silence, every change in tone Every unanswered message left too long
