inspirational

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

A River of Words
River of Words By Jess Barnum We float in a river of words Story after story is told We listen, we remember Memories a current of gold
By Jessica Amber Barnum (Jess)about a year ago in Poets
She Said Goodbye, What If Tomorrow Never Comes?
She stood at the window, tracing the horizon where the plane had vanished into the pale blue. The city felt smaller now, like it had shrunk in the absence of her laughter.
By Melanieabout a year ago in Poets
The Last Fire of Walpurgis Night
The hill burns bright with laughter and fear— April’s last breath, trembling in smoke. They say the witches fly tonight, their hair tangled with sparks,
By Dagmar Goeschickabout a year ago in Poets
A Gathering of Friends. Top Story - November 2025.
I received this poem earlier last week by email from my friend, Hipólito Orlando Sánchez, who lives in Tivoli, New York. On his beautiful Hudson Valley property are Cafh Foundation Retreat Houses where gatherings of friends meet every year.
By PK Colleranabout a year ago in Poets
How much?
How much are you going to make from it? How much is it going to take? How much sleep, how much soul, how much sanity Before they say… “now that’s a living.”
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
Shadow Steps
Shadow Steps I walk through days, that lean toward darkness, pulling old fears, back into the light. Each hour stretches,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Hard inheritance.
my mother’s hands are cracked like drought season, lines that split into stories she never wrote down. stories told in oil-splatter scars,
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
Can we… worship Him?
Can we be obsessed with You, not in the way they warn us about not in the thundering persona that seems too hard to reach,
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
MY YESTERDAY IS NOT MY TODAY
I try to numb pain every night, Without having those to hold me tight. Loneliness brought tears, Isolation harvested to make it worse— But all ceased when I met my heaveny Father. Every night then reflected to be light, Burning all the long night’s tears, Leaving only crumbles of pain behind. My yesterday is not my today, For I met the light of every day.
By Uhone Matshele about a year ago in Poets
Where Love Rises
I start with a breath that tastes like hope, your gaze lingering on mine long enough to tilt my heartbeat off its steady line.
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
Confidence
“I love the character's combination of confidence and humbleness. Someone who is strong in their self-worth, but compassionate enough to not look down on others.”
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets
Embrace
“It’s never too late to start over. If you weren’t happy yesterday, try something different today. Don’t stay stuck, do better.”
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets