inspirational

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

A Temple of Blood and Bone
My body is a temple, a temple of blood and bone Lit by the flames of life and soul, forever intertwined A temple just as holy, as any other that is known
By Natasja Rose11 months ago in Poets
Beauty of sycamore Leaf
I see beauty in mundane, and often achieve Zen. Above sycamore leaf, is fallen, senescent, but to me, it's attractive. A perfect shape,
By Seema Patel11 months ago in Poets
Human angels
They are like angels dressed in the nothingness of everyday life. Their brightness fills every chaos and deafness, entering the silence of the mind without saying anything. With a smile and a glance, they say more than anyone else after hours of conversation or lectures. They enter the soul and purify it. Their sound is the most delicate particle of existence that a human being can perceive. , and she carries information for the youngest to make their lives better and for the oldest to make their lives better. She believes and acts, she does not introduce doubt, she gives faith and strength, she does not squeeze, but teaches by herself and her work, giving herself completely but not forgetting about herself.
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 11 months ago in Poets
Calming Brainstorm
A bird pecks away Frozen seedlings don't deter Mellows mind matters
By Marilyn Glover11 months ago in Poets
Midnight Run
Midnight Run You never needed the open field to feel free, freedom lived inside the way you held yourself, head high, body tense,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
End of Oblivion
A woman's hallmark: her flow is her flame Vital, essential, the bearer of life When her menses ends, why must she feel shame
By Marilyn Glover11 months ago in Poets
The undeniable smoke of the flame
Fearless, delicate thoughts try to rise to the surface, freedom slips outside, opening up new horizons for themselves They do not storm, they do not seek fire, but carefully prepare themselves to undergo the furnace
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 11 months ago in Poets
Proof I’m Healing
I didn’t text you back this time. My thumb hovered—old muscle memory— like a dog waiting for a whistle That used to mean come here, be good.
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
68 Whiskey
sixty eight whiskeythe crucial care of cold boneswhen winter's voice wars * A/N: "68 Whiskey" (pronounced Sixty-Eight Whiskey) refers to the U.S. Army's Military Occupational Specialty (MOS) for the Combat Medic (Healthcare Specialist), using the NATO phonetic alphabet for the numbers and 'W'. These medics provide crucial emergency medical care on the battlefield, acting as first responders for injured soldiers, managing trauma, and offering primary care, often holding EMT certifications.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 months ago in Poets
The Daughter Of The Moon
Introduction This is an ekphrastic terzanelle inspired by an image shared by The Enchanted Booklet on Facebook here: The music is "Child Of The Moon" by The Rolling Stones.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 11 months ago in Poets
When Love Refuses
I begin with the way your presence finds me even in the still moments, arriving gentle and sure, as if it has always known
By Printique Studios11 months ago in Poets
Why Taking It Slow Is the Only Way to Find a Cherishing Partner
By taking things slowly, you can effectively filter out those who truly cherish you. If you desire a healthy and stable relationship, do not easily accept just anyone's advances.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 months ago in Poets