inspirational

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

The Night I Stopped Waiting
The night I stopped waiting was quiet, almost ordinary, which felt unfair somehow. I was sitting on the edge of my bed, phone dark in my hand,
By John Smith10 months ago in Poets
Starfish Fili
I'm a Starfish Fili Seer and poet of the sea A sea practitioner Who is Celtic Loyal like a sailor to their ship Tend to every scratch and rip
By Seashell Harpspring 10 months ago in Poets
Cry, and a swan will hold you
From now on, you are hereby allowed to cry in public. * There is nothing to hold in, my stranger, my friend. * Let the emotions flow
By Rita Chun10 months ago in Poets
E Y E S
The ability to ask questions is our conscious tether to the ethereal wisdom which requires no feather. Becoming luminous is a delicate process of transmogrification.
By Kale Sinclair10 months ago in Poets
Aoibheall
Introduction This is my third piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's gorgeous artwork. Some of Justine's words on Aoibheall, there are a lot more on the Facebook link:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 10 months ago in Poets
J A N U A R Y
Trudging through snow, I paused to bask in the warmth of sunlit bricks. Although cold to the touch, their radiance heated the
By Kale Sinclair10 months ago in Poets
Hard Times
Introduction This is for Harper Lewis's "Take Off Your Prose" Challenge that you can check here: Hard Times ♨️💦🌲💦♨️You Make Things So Hard For MeYou Give Me Morning Wood, SeeBut It Is Sticky And Wet The Log Fire Remains UnlitSo It Looks Like We'll Both Freeze♨️💦🌲💦♨️
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 10 months ago in Poets
The Weight of Unconditional Love
Some people love you because of what you've done for them; this kind of love seems calculated. But some people love you simply because you are who you are. They don't want you to be like anyone else, nor do they expect you to exhaust yourself. They even want you to cherish yourself, and they worry about you losing yourself.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing10 months ago in Poets
Because I am just a man
I wanted to grow old together To hold your hand forever I wanted to be your lover The focus of your lifelong plan I failed because I am just a man.
By Calvin London10 months ago in Poets
Your Weak Wrist
Your weak wrist/ will have to understand this, It will help you reach for newer things in your mind. Your weak wrist/ will have to understand this,
By Gabriel B. Shames10 months ago in Poets
Sacred Undoing
I didn’t heal with a dramatic goodbye. It was more like untangling earbuds in the dark slow, patient, a little swearing.
By Milan Milic10 months ago in Poets
Slow Down
I know what you're thinking: It's too late, everything eventually stacks up on your plate. Taxes, a stressful job, doctor visits, monthly bills,
By Maddy Newt10 months ago in Poets