There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
He loved me like a heresy, quiet at first, then all-consuming. Said I was different— which is how men begin when they mean dangerous.
By Brie Boleyn11 months ago in Poets
Not what we say, but what we do is window into our psyche. Kids play guns and war games, innocently, perhaps, but it is better to avoid,
By Seema Patel11 months ago in Poets
Twinkling lights of colors winking and blinking altogether like a chorus wishing for all good things that however enlightens a
By Mark Graham11 months ago in Poets
Fingers hug warm mug Steam curls like a quiet cloud Night hums outside still
By ZUBAIR11 months ago in Poets
If we are curious and observant, there is ample excitement and joy all around. That day, while visiting rural India, I was simply spending time
From the house, not very far, on a hillock. stands a sycamore. Spring or summer, autumn or winter, I walk up to it to sit under its canopy.
You signed the waiver the minute you became a people pleaser... A wicked game is afoot, your reflection is in on it too Beholden to an audience of shareholders
By Kristen Keenon Fisher11 months ago in Poets
The Doctors Who Kept the Eyes They wore white coats and clean smiles, hands steady, voices rehearsed, speaking of care and treatment,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
Fear is not good, they say every nice thing lies on the other side of fear. Courage is praised, we have all heard that.
The trees you see above is California holly, also called toyon, a native plant of the chaparral hills. It belongs to the rose family,
Unstoppable is a fucking masterpiece I proudly stand with Dave Chappelle It’s quite interesting how in a country with free speech
By Nathaniel Terrell11 months ago in Poets
Candle in the box lighting the whole place with glow cardboard leaking snow
By Raine Fielder11 months ago in Poets
