list

Lists of the best poems and poets from every genre; collections of poetry from the romantic to the reflective, dark, satirical, nostalgic and more.

old fragments #2
i sit, worried, listening to lyrics. an attempt to soothe. little simz says, "time will heal you." how odd, i think, because i once wrote a haiku, when brand new here: time will tell, they say. or, in time you will heal. but time does not serve you. i wrote it, but often write things. the question is, do i believe it? i was sad then. am i not sad now? i am. yes, and... not sad like i was some time ago. but yes, i believe it. despite the sadness, in that time, having changed in more than name alone. the grief, as i call it now, was wild once. when i was young and more certain, my grief was the decider. which is to say, my grief called the shots. my grief didn't leave room to assess, run a cost-benefit analysis, or even think more generally. my rational mind was absent, hardly at work, unless you consider the work of wild grief a rationale equivalent to the caliber of my stable and contented mind... i don't. is the work valid? yes. but reasonable or measured? hardly. what is all this grief for, you might ask? what is it that acts as tether to this potential weight? death, i suppose. to put it simply. loss, more broadly. the loss of self. the loss of loves. the loss of our planet and entire species, en masse. the loss of compassion from people and of empathy for things that don't happen directly to loved ones or us (whether complicit in their occurrence by choice or not). you know, perhaps by using time to patch all wounds, we liken ourselves to the concept. perhaps the world is so heavy, that we prefer the indifference of omnipotent measure. perhaps our hearts are opened, but lose the heat of emotionality. perhaps our minds are quieted, but lose the clarity of connection. you see, time isn't concerned with memory, or preference, or truth. you see, time isn't concerned with convenience, or perception, or linearity. you see, time isn't concerned with people, or flora or fauna, or any conception of mother earth gaia terra. you see, time isn't concerned. but i would hate for that to be me.
By kp2 months ago in Poets
Deal with The Stress
Compassion gets lost in the stress Lost in this mess An unnatural skill An impossible will In every room at once Thoughts got to chill
By L.I.E2 months ago in Poets
"Should I Depart Early" Unofficial Poetry Challenge
Hi, all! For those who haven't seen my poems from last week - yes, I'm back on Vocal after a long-ish hiatus. And yes, this has happened before. What can I say, I ebb and flow like the tide. It's become a regular enough thing that I think at some point soon I'll stop mentioning it entirely! But for now, I can think of no better way to get reconnected with this lovely community than to send out another unofficial challenge, and see what inevitable brilliance you lot conjure up. So without further ado, I'd like to announce the start of my "Should I Depart Early" Unofficial Poetry Challenge!
By Gabriel Huizenga2 months ago in Poets
vivid tangerine
vivid tangerine don't look directly at me nobody can know the truth of my marigold heat but if you ask you can see the persimmon ideas pour
By ⸘jason alan‽2 months ago in Poets
whom is
one free zone to be seen ouT of the dream on this side of the looking glass noT as backwards as things already seem found aT The ending
By ⸘jason alan‽2 months ago in Poets
Adulting
When going from nothing to something Stress comes with it Some call it apart of life Some call it adulting Some say be grateful for it
By L.I.E2 months ago in Poets
Wake Up
Girl get up You have clothes to wash A room to clean Poems to write Get ready for tomorrow Come on wake up Don’t fall back to sleep
By L.I.E2 months ago in Poets
Be In The Present
The present is a present Don’t miss it because once it’s gone you will truly miss it Every novel experience creates your life novel
By L.I.E2 months ago in Poets
Are We Great Yet?. Runner-Up in Say It Again Challenge.
The rallies roared, adorned in red. The podium danced with grand promises, of factory jobs, and cheaper bread. They're Making America Great Again.
By Ellie Hoovs2 months ago in Poets
The Plagiaristic New Wave Tarot
Introduction I was not sure I could actually do this because the villanelle format is based on repetition., so I counted up the actual number of lines in a villanelle and got thirteen which I assume is appropriate for a New Wave Tarot based poem.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
Spindrifting
Introduction This is for Julie Lacksonen's "Letter Chain Poetry" Challenge that you can check out here: This is a sort of tone poem (although I found that the term typically refers to music, but this is my interpretation of a tone poem where the sound is more important than the meaning). Essentially, it's because I like the words and form, but it may not make sense.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
Becalmed
Introduction I'm in another of those periods where I am unable to write. It is slightly weird because there are lots of things going through my head but I just don't know how to put the things together. I was thinking of maybe doing a piece on words, or a story with the theme of being becalmed, and the Brian Eno piece came on the player so that may have influenced me, then there are the two current Vocal challenges "Smooth" and "Identity".
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets