inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
The Good Man
I still see him, almost every day. One warm morning, the sun just rising A redbird calls outside my window And I hear him whistle
Blaine ColemanPublished 3 years ago in PoetsResilience
"O fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know erelong, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong."-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Vivian ClarkePublished 3 years ago in PoetsLook
The world’s an ugly place, but there’s beauty in it too. A smile, a song, a sweet memory - fleeting moments of grace. Tiny stubborn flowers (otherwise known as weeds)
Christina JohnstonPublished 3 years ago in PoetsMy heart is a well
Sometimes I fear my heart is a well. Growing deeper with time, and without a rope I'll never reach the bottom or the top. I am suspended. Captured.
Tessa UnruhPublished 3 years ago in PoetsSapiens qui prospicit
These plants I sow are my life, they are my everything, the toil I go through is in recognition for the harvest yet to come.
Noah DouglasPublished 3 years ago in PoetsTears
A burden that is too heavy to carry A heart longing to be free A mind tired of restless thoughts–growing numb and in search of direction
He is Risen
He is risen The reason we need to drop these chains Drop these limits He is risen But when we want to do good Evil is always present
Safiyah GivensPublished 3 years ago in PoetsSo Movember Too
All proceeds from this Kindku (designed by Cendrine Marrouat and author and poet David Ellis in 2020) will be donated to crowdfunding a tribute book of Tom Bradbury's work, care of Lesley Anne.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 3 years ago in PoetsDating at 24
I’m not looking for romance anymore. I will let it find me. Sick of swiping left and right. I haven’t expressed myself to someone in a long time especially through an app.
Real PoeticPublished 3 years ago in PoetsChrysalis
Impermanence defines our existence, tidal waves of change wash away our sins. Although millennia would seem to stand in our way,
Grace HowlPublished 3 years ago in PoetsThe Memory of Something
The print of your hand inside of mine is present between thought and memory the way pillow folds crease my skin as I sleep, the business of it silent,
Adriane GibersonPublished 3 years ago in PoetsCultivate both kindness and ruthlessness and distribute them appropriately
Be kind, and compassionate, above all else, and when it's time, be ruthlessly brutal and unforgiving Feed the hungry and
J.D. BradleyPublished 3 years ago in Poets