inspirational

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

THE MUSIC BOX FORGOT ITS SONG
THE MUSIC BOX FORGOT ITS SONG I found the little music box, Beneath the attic stair, Its ballerina waited still, As if you left her there.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
On The Edge
On the edge of September When the moon rises full Shadows playfully cross over As the leaves start to fall Like a door falling opened
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 months ago in Poets
Undiscovered Souls
Choking on the cool air Letting oneself be swept up by life’s momentum Towards a different reality, perhaps Better, richer, more promising and creative
By Sun Bee2 months ago in Poets
Wings
Outstretched arms. I spread my wings so I can soar. Levitating as high as I can and then a little more. I fly blind through the clear skies because in God I trust.
By Joe Patterson2 months ago in Poets
In The Valleys
In The Valleys In the valleys, Welsh farmers grow, seeds in the earth, in neat little rows. Sheep on the mountains, white as the snow, follow the pathways only they know.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
I Loved A Welsh Man
I Loved A Welsh Man I loved a Welsh man, his heart was so free, his voice held the valleys, his eyes held the sea. He spoke of the mountains, the rain and the snow, and farms in the valleys where Welsh farmers grow.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Many Happy Hours In Rhyl
Many Happy Hours In Rhyl Many happy hours by the sea in Rhyl, I can hear the laughter and I always will. Walking by the water, sand beneath my feet, smelling all the seaside, salty, fresh and sweet.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Oh Wales, I Love Your Shades Of Green
Oh Wales, I Love Your Shades Of Green Oh Wales, I love your shades of green, the deepest colours I have seen. Your mountains rise to touch the sky, while silver clouds go sailing by.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Work on Self-Love
Decorate yourself with so much self-love you look the most beautiful to yourself. You want to be around you, you enjoy your company the most.
By Seema Patel2 months ago in Poets
Fall is upon us
Pumpkin spice and everything nice. I know the season of Autumn doesn't start till September 22, but to me, the season starts September 1st.
By Jen Phillips2 months ago in Poets
I'm going to Hogwarts
I've decided to go to Hogwarts. I don't need a letter, even though I'd like one. - Okay, maybe I do. So, I made one. I've taken inspiration from the idea of Hogwarts and decided to take my hobbies and interests and make them into my version of classes.
By Jen Phillips2 months ago in Poets
Don’t worry be happy. Content Warning.
Life is too short to not do as you please, Life is too short to care about opinions of others Life is too short to be curious on why someone doesn’t like you,
By Jen Phillips2 months ago in Poets