There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
I. Some buried in books Some stuck to their phones. Doing what they can To drown out the little world they’re forced to sit in
By Dean Traylor9 months ago in Poets
I sip my French 77 elderflower's soft kiss on sparkling wine hazy bubbles greet my tongue buds My gaze slips to the wall of art
By Michele Nampalli9 months ago in Poets
Little daughter, 6 declared on this sunny morning that in the backyard garden, near the Buddha statue, we would do meditation.
By Seema Patel9 months ago in Poets
My spouse has a job, works from home. two cute, witty kids, a house in the suburbs, a leafy neighborhood, and an organic backyard.
We all fall sick, time to time, for the gut wants one thing, the tongue another. We call ourselves wise, yet we are often foolish,
Shake Hands with a Snake Two men in suits, the deal is set, A handshake firm, no signs of regret. But one has a snake coiled around his wrist,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
My mother was beautiful Everyone's mother is beautiful, to them But mine was beautiful in the way that leaves no room for argument,
By Alexa9 months ago in Poets
Wedding ring hooked to a chain, Forced to take her husband's name. Marriage bed waiting for his claim, She cries and he doesn't care.
By CT Idlehouse9 months ago in Poets
Brain t ripping Mind s lip ping Pain receptors Mal functioning Sometimes — often — almost always A simple grip I can't
By Paul Stewart9 months ago in Poets
About 90 arts sold in the last month and half, on the theme 'walk for peace', yet the combined earnings are still less than the cost of one root canal,
Had a few cramps, I would have enjoyed some alone time, lying on the bed, reading one of my Kindle books. But I am a mother of small kids,
The patriarchal society is worried whether the child will be a boy or a girl. Parents, worry whether the kid will be a devil or an angel.
