inspirational

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

A Message For All Of You
Love who you are, Be you, You don't need the latest clothes, Or those expensive shoes, You don't need a business suit, And;
By Carol Ann Townend2 months ago in Poets
A.I. Questions
what where due when how whoooo whoooo questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions
By K.A. Smith2 months ago in Poets
BEE QUIET
Dark shoulder length Toddler boy - hair flies Pell mell in speed Crafted windy lies. ******🐝🐝****** Daddy! Daddy! What’s up Laddie?
By Andrew C McDonald2 months ago in Poets
DEAR DONALD, DON’T BE SO BRASH
DEAR DONALD, DON’T BE SO BRASH Dear Donald, please don’t be so brash, There’s talk everywhere about your cash. Rumours are flying from place to place, With pots of gold thrown in the race.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
We Grew Where the Bells Could Hear
We met where morning wore its silver shoes, Beneath the bells that shook the sleepy sky; You carried sunlight folded in your blues, While little planets wandered through my eyes.
By Nelo2 months ago in Poets
IT AIN’T HALF A FUNNY OLD WORLD
IT AIN’T HALF A FUNNY OLD WORLD It ain’t half a funny old world, The things that come and go, One minute you think you’ve cracked it, The next you just don’t know.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
THE LIBRARY ASSISTANT WHO DIDN’T LIKE NOISE
THE LIBRARY ASSISTANT WHO DIDN’T LIKE NOISE Sally worked in the library, She’d been there all her life, From when she was a teenager, To a mother and a wife.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
The Shore Was Always There
Life is a struggle, I wander alone. The darkness surrounds me; I’m lost on my own. I drift through the ocean, no shoreline in sight, Surrounded by darkness, consumed by the night. The sky offers nothing, no light to guide me. Will I ever escape? Will I ever be free?
By ChezaLuna2 months ago in Poets
Only Life is Intelligent
The Beauty of a Combinatorial System, Like Imagination, Like Language. To create something where once there was nothing.
By Deborah Andersson2 months ago in Poets
Make Your Own Door
When one door closes Don’t just look for a window Go make your own door Author’s Note: Here we are, day twenty on my path along the fifty-day song/lyric-inspired senryū challenge. Today’s poem is inspired by “My Wish” by Rascal Flatts, which you can listen to below.
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 months ago in Poets
Where Strange Blooms Grow
Where Strange Blooms Grow There is a garden no map has ever found, where flowers whisper secrets from underneath the ground.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
A Symphony Beneath the Rain
The rainy days can seem so dull and gray, With anxious clouds that linger through the morn; The silver raindrops wash the world away, While dreary skies leave every dream forlorn. I wish the golden sun would shine tomorrow, And chase away this heavy veil of sorrow.
By Li-Li 📓2 months ago in Poets