inspirational

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

The Planets in the Palm
The Planets in the Palm They rise like smoke from open hands, these ringed worlds of shining light. The stars burn bright
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
The Ghost That Composed Music
The Ghost That Composed Music The piano waited, its keys trembling quietly, and I realized a ghost pressed them with invisible fingers.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Winners of the Truth
Here’s a complete original song draft that captures the theme you Verse 1 Voices rise like thunder in the room, Ego’s fire, it tries to consume.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior12 months ago in Poets
The Phantom in the Attic
The Phantom in the Attic I climbed the stairs slowly, the boards groaning under my weight, and the attic breathed quietly,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Cold Day, Warm Comments
Today was cold The heating bust A pipe burst I wonder If the temperature Is cold There Where you are I saw a tree You'd turn it
By Paul Stewart12 months ago in Poets
The Distillation of Creation
Instead of assembling orderly lines every word swallowed, gone unsaid; presses condensed. A cloud of insecurity filling me, crowding my fragile insides.
By K.B. Silver 12 months ago in Poets
Echoes
CURRENT EVENTS see gone away the fun has that way be done there will be no-one named Hope echoes me feels ache half the country half, because echoes me me me hope, sorry. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts! Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith12 months ago in Poets
Monk(ey) Mind. Winner in Roots and Branches Challenge. Top Story - December 2025.
I realize my monkey mind does not serve me; change is key I realize my monkey mind does not serve me; change is key Swing from tree to tree no more, I tame my restless energy
By Marilyn Glover12 months ago in Poets
𝕸𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖎. Top Story - October 2023.
The hourglass of every life is filled with grains of sand And through the narrow neck of time our memories all land Each grain a special yesteryear each grain a dream that’s passed
By 𝐑𝐌𝐒12 months ago in Poets
Reveries
I stare out the window Mixed yesterdays collide Clashing in errant breeze. Laughing man - So tall: I was nine? Proudly, Dad watched me ride that bike
By Andrew C McDonald12 months ago in Poets
Where Our Hearts
I start with the way your presence settles me, a warmth that finds its way into my breath, quiet but sure, like you’ve been part of my orbit
By Printique Studios12 months ago in Poets
Zero-Sugar Socializing
A while ago, a friend I wasn't very close to invited me to dinner. I immediately pictured the scene: a table full of people, casually chatting over food, discussing travel, restaurants, and recent gossip—lots of laughter, but not necessarily deep engagement.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing12 months ago in Poets