There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Warm sunshine saves my fuel bill Warm sunshine, fall into this room, Stretch out your light across these walls, Push back the weight, the quiet gloom,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
There are hushes below my lips. The war of costs to my heart. Not letting go: Shajareh Tayyebeh girls’ elementary school in Minab,
By Paul Aaron Domenick7 months ago in Poets
It startles starlings A primal scream from within The bricks and mortar * In honour of International Haiku Day, April 17.
By Paul Stewart7 months ago in Poets
A re-animated body bursting out from the depths of a barely charged computer. - Sparks around the darkened room until the power goes out.
By Reece Beckett7 months ago in Poets
Mystically There is a veil that trembles before sight, A thin place where the unseen leans close, It breathes through symbols and quiet knowing,
The Man in the Corridor He stands where the light forgets the house, leaning into corners that should be empty, his shape not fully formed, not fully gone,
The Green Watcher Beneath Root and Bone There is an eye beneath the soil, not buried, not sleeping, but waiting, wrapped in root and quiet wood,
The Teddy With The Big Cake There was a knock, Low, slow, Like it did not want to be heard, But would not leave. I opened the door,
Screaming Inside There is a mouth within my silence, Wide as night, and louder than breath, It opens where no one can see me,
The warmth of your love like the summer sun The warmth of your love like the summer sun, It reaches far beyond the skin, A quiet change that has begun,
I took her hand and led her to the sea, There we stood and looked to the horizon It was then that she spoke..no. whispered
What do you think, people become very good, when they know death is imminent? Nope. I have seen some of them carry their ugliness to the grave.
By Seema Patel7 months ago in Poets
