Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
Sale of mixed emotions I put my feelings up for sale, On a table by the door, Some were hardly ever used, Some had been broken before.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
The One Eyed Family There lived a man with only one eye. His wife had one eye too. Their dog had one eye in the middle. But somehow the three got through.
The Man From Jonah Street I know a man from Jonah Street. He stands on his head more than his feet. He reads his newspaper upside down. Then comments on stories with a frown.
Flowers Grow in the Heart of Me Flowers grow in the heart of me, where no one else can see, they bloom between my memories, and everything I used to be.
For the life of me, I can't believe that I forgot today was National Coffee Day! While I'm out getting my free restaurant iced lattes, I want you guys to enjoy this little piece.
By Rain Dayzeabout a month ago in Poets
Since September is coming to an end soon, I was inspired to write a poem about what the month represents to me. Please enjoy!
I Am A Crazy Thought I am a crazy thought inside your head. I dance around when you go to bed. I pull your memories out one by one. Then hide them away just for fun.
A shadow fell across my path, unwelcome and unknown, A quiet thief that claimed a space it never should have owned. It brought a heavy word to bear, a weight upon my chest,
By Gail S.about a month ago in Poets
Flowers of the Mind There are flowers growing in my mind, They have no garden they can call home, They grow between my strangest thoughts, In places where my memories roam.
Autumn is here. Leaves are changing colors. Evening breeze is turning chill. Persimmons are ripening. It is a joy to be wrapped in a shawl,
By Seema Patelabout a month ago in Poets
Colours That Know Colours running into colours with nowhere else to go purple touching yellow and green moving slow Red hiding in the middle with orange close beside while blue keeps moving softly from one side to the other side
I am a story Influenced by all the street lights, Crosswalks And raindrops that race down the car window Choreographed and perfected by yours truly
By Tyabout a month ago in Poets
