inspirational

Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.

Limerence
Is limerence a dirty word? I feel filthy when I think about the way it can effect me. So pure and light like a joy from within
By Lolly Vieira7 months ago in Poets
Morning Opens Softly
Morning Opens Softly Morning opens softly at the window, Light slipping in without a sound, I sit with a cup gone slightly cool,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
An Energetic Haiku
🏃🏽🏃🏽‍➡️🏃🏽‍♂️🏃🏽‍♀️‍➡️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♂️‍➡️ Run, jump, Run, jump, run Push-up. Sit-up. Push -up now Mission accomplished.
By Calvin London7 months ago in Poets
The Final Goodbye
Here we are again on the slopes of healing from Love that was supposed to be forever. Dammit! A carrot dangling on a stick.
By Moni Staxx7 months ago in Poets
ChampionElCid's Birthday Blessing
Let the day of your birth be free from all strife Let the problems you're facing no longer have life Let yourself for a day, relax and restore
By ChampionElCid7 months ago in Poets
I Walked Through Time
I Walked Through Time I walked through time with bare, soft feet, Across lost hours I could not keep, The sand held clocks instead of grain,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Windows Full of Sky
Windows Full of Sky Windows full of sky today, Clouds drifting, slow and grey, But even grey, feels soft and wide, With quiet light, held inside.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Overcomer
I anxiously wanna detach from the outcome that hurt a lot. It costs me a great deal, but was it worth a lot? I’m through letting the wounds of the past change me for the worse.
By Joe Patterson7 months ago in Poets
Ephialtes
He stepped away from his pain A space with no walls — it grew. Sealed and silent, No longer to visit, Return to sender, Written over it, This wasn’t his to carry; Dreamcatcher cannot frame it. The Dreamweaver spouts, Spinning lies with guile. Chartreuse eyes dare, Honey drips from a smile. Denounce pride if it calls; There’s no truth, my child. "Look aside," whispered the self in solitude. Sated ears repel Egotistic platitudes. Dawn enters unknowing, Light shifts the darkened mood. Specters gather Driving him from his core, Self-hate, then pity — Binds torn, ties broken, free to soar. Ephialtes fades With the dreamcatcher at the door.
By Ms Jade 7 months ago in Poets
The 25th Hour
Sometimes it takes the mpst strength to simply let go. For twenty years I've stubbornly clutched this habit. I let go for three years in my 20s, only to start right back. For the last fifteen years I've woke up And raced straight to it every single morning— I couldn't "wake up" without it.
By Kelly Christian 7 months ago in Poets
Queen of the Road
Cars whooshing by Gas fumes fill the air I move without a care Under the blue blue sky 🛣️ Going from town to town Making my way alone
By Mother Combs7 months ago in Poets
A Gentle Release
it’s difficult when life declines and all we really want is time revealing the lessons life bestows ** the pain and ache
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden7 months ago in Poets