social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Ode to a Fat Roll
Oh fat roll, How you jiggle when I walk. Slump, plump, flump. You make it hard to jump. I must take a stroll.
Calista Marchand-NazzaroPublished 8 months ago in PoetsSpotlight
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for July 2023 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here. https://www.rattle.com/ekphrastic/ The image that this poem was specifically written about can be found here. (July 2023 – Elizabeth Hlookoff's “Here I Go”) https://i0.wp.com/www.rattle.com/ekphrasis/EC23July.jpg?ssl=1
Rae Fairchild (MRB)Published 8 months ago in PoetsTODAY: I rant
the main question: how is the world still so backwards? the people who inspire most of us are actors why am i so obsessed that he has not yet texted me back?
Kiesha’s DiaryPublished 8 months ago in PoetsWhat unforgettable poems have you seen?
what can i do to keep you I give you poor streets despair sunset Moon over run-down suburbs I give you one The sorrow of those who look at the lonely moon for a long time.
Words as Swords
Words as Swords can make You bleed inside of Your aching ball in the throat without a way to make the words come truly out as You really do are
Exploding sun
What happens when sun dies earth never stop its cries to manage the moon tries oh, my dear exploding sun you're a phoenix of fire
- Top Story - September 2023
mother nature vs the devil [part one]
This scene is set in the imagined courtroom of the Gods; the highest court of universal justice which has never before been invoked. This is an unprecedented case. Both parties involved are extremely passionate.
Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published 8 months ago in Poets Outcry
From the cotton field To the playing field 42 signed his deal What was hoped for became real Skyrocketing rent homeless in tents
Gregory AndersonPublished 8 months ago in PoetsStop take a breath !
In between the words and lines there is never ending waves of challenges and stories to write when you already there and you enjoy thinking yeah I have made there is already another waiting on the side so the moment you really do relax in You are taken for another ride within
In Shadows, I Yearn
In the midst of my tears, I yearn for peace, I craved to be a mother, But now I see my mistakes, They deserve better, yet I am consumed by anger.
A Lady with a PenPublished 8 months ago in Poets(I Am) Mancini
i am Mancini but nobody knows like nobody knows i’m a phoney nobody knows where nobody goes got no time for that far fetched baloney
Music And Medication
Introduction My friend Mariann asked if she had missed a story about my daily #TabletArt, Music, and Medication posts. I thought that would be a good idea for two Plagiaristic Poetry posts. The first based on the medication and the second based on the last fourteen albums I have featured which you will need to go on Instagram to see, but you can see two of them in this poem.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 8 months ago in Poets