inspirational

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

Goodbye Óscar
Introduction This is my twenty-first piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful and inspirational artwork. I love that Justine always gives a full story behind the painting, which gives me more than just the painting to work off
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
☘️Muirne☘️ Mother
Introduction This is my twentieth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful and inspirational artwork. I love that Justine always gives a full story behind the painting, which gives me more than just the painting to work off
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
Which "Self" Are You Loving?
When we say, "Believe in yourself, love yourself, be yourself"— Please ask yourself this question first: which "self" are you referring to?
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 months ago in Poets
A Kintsugi Heart
I was talking with a lovely friend and they described me as their gold for Kintsugi, I was taken aback by this beautiful compliment, although I shouldn't have been, but said that should be a poem. The focus on this is care and healing for those who need it.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
The House That Remembered Me
The House That Remembered Me I walked into the house, The silence knew my name, The walls still held the past, But nothing felt the same.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
The Woman Who Spoke To The Moon
The Woman Who Spoke To The Moon She sat beneath the moon, With secrets in her eyes, She spoke about her pain, To stars across the skies.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
A Plethora of Propitious Pleasantries
Shipmates on a sea of creativity, Plying waters of the great unknown, Transcribe all their treasures oh, so carefully, Leaving bits of blood and sweat and bone. Other souls aboard savor oblations Of their fellow travelers therein Leaving, in return, congratulations, Encouraging the writer's light within. This sustenance provides our daily portion Of fuel for the fires that burn inside And we, in turn, continue to apportion A share to those who've joined us on the ride. We feed on what we read upon the pages Created by our fellow bards and sages.
By Dana Crandell3 months ago in Poets
On the Porch of the Future
There isn't a shred of cosiness here Every trigger and past grievance Sparks fierce arguments from dawn till dusk No one heeds the other’s feelings
By Sun Bee3 months ago in Poets
Are You a Vocal Writer?
Ideas flowing, fingers tapping on keyboard barely keeping up powered by an iced latte A challenge deadline almost near gaze breaks from my laptop,
By Jasmine Aguilar3 months ago in Poets
Karma-licious
The vile act of betrayal has emerged and exposed itself from that of your miserable wicked soul. Hideous upon recognition and reeking of an unbearable stench, you slither about reaped in deceitfulness as you wield your crimson soaked lance upon those unsuspecting of your nefarious deeds.
By Tony Baca3 months ago in Poets
Ventilator
the last thing I remember is saying,"Richard is here", and walking out the door, he was taking me to the ER, and tossing my keys on the end table.
By Gregory Payton3 months ago in Poets
Meant To Walk With God
Verse 1 I am meant to walk with God in heaven, not just stand tall with mankind. The weight of earthly thinking only keeps chains upon my mind. So I must strive to see that every quiet holy moment pulls me past the world I know, To a truth that asks for courage just to rise up and let it go. Verse Two I am destined to swim the rivers where divine cosmic currents run, Not the shallow earthly puddles that pretend to touch the sun. Our humanity can bind us with false stories we believe, And ego paints it so sacred that we’re too frightened to leave. Chorus I am meant to walk with God in heaven, not stand tall with mankind. I am meant to swim the cosmos, not stay tethered to this line. I am made to fly with angels, not remain where my flesh and bone body began. I am reaching for the truth beyond the limits of human man. I am meant to walk with God in heaven, not stand tall with mankind. Verse Three I want to rise and fly with the angels, not swing from earthly trees, This nest is just a boundary when I’m meant to spread my wings. And though the world feels proud and certain in the stories it repeats, We must choose holy higher paths where our spirits truly meet. Chorus I am meant to walk with God in heaven, not stand tall with mankind. I am meant to swim the cosmos, not stay tethered to this line. I am made to fly with angels, not remain where my flesh and bone body began. I am reaching for the truth beyond the limits of human man. I am meant to walk with God in heaven, not stand tall with mankind. I am meant to walk with God in heaven, not stand tall with mankind..
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior3 months ago in Poets