There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Toby sticks to himself It's not because he's shy He is shy But that’s not The reason why Toby sticks to himself? He's a loner
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Sparrow Logic The city argues in tall letters. A sparrow writes smaller— a note pinned to the morning in brown and breath.
By Milan Milicabout a year ago in Poets
Two perpendicular lines intersect a singularity forged And there At the point Transubstantiation The hunter becomes God
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
Scammer Be Warned Haiku Scammer don’t scam me I look thick but don’t be fooled I am no man’s fool
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Voices in my head Haiku Hello who is there Voices in my head again Please when will they stop
Lightning in Rain The storm arrives with no apology, splitting the sky in reckless fire. Rain slams down in frantic rhythm,
Snow The snowfall comes in silence, laying its breath across the sleeping earth, soft as a memory that does not hurt to hold.
Once upon a time, reaching you became man’s greatest accomplishment and I wonder, might you have the greatest perspective of all to share?
By Logan Stanislawabout a year ago in Poets
Moving and shaking around town A life loving enthusiastic hound Looking for fun With some One Who was frisky and free Enjoying special moments, was a key
By Marc OBrienabout a year ago in Poets
I Saw the Way the World Was... Broken... Dying... Filled with Lies and Deceits. There were Peddlers of Solutions and Assurances of Healing...
By H.E. Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, COIE, DFM, DHMabout a year ago in Poets
when you’re older my mom told me you’ll start wearing makeup and you’ll care more about your hair the way it sticks up the way it falls
By angela hepworthabout a year ago in Poets
Ice The pond has stopped breathing, a glass heart trapped beneath winter’s hand. I kneel and see my face upon its surface, shimmering,
