There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
There is this line I trace to work each morn, tire-and-tear-streaked, by rubber souls, well-worn - This dotted line of trafficked cars and minds.
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a year ago in Poets
The Yellow Rose of Texas In the heart of Texas, where the stars shine bright, Blooms a rose of yellow, pure delight. A symbol of courage, a tale of old,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
i will always interrupt some unimportant boy when he tries to say that i'm not like other girls as if it's some luxurious gift
By Mallory Roseabout a year ago in Poets
Where Colours Meet the Sun The sun sinks low in glowing skies soft light reflects where water lies a garden blooms on either side
"Repeat after me.” The priest did thus spoke “I, Mary, take you, Scott,” he began to evoke “I, Mary,” her word’s caught in a choke
By Connieabout a year ago in Poets
"Damn it," I muttered, shaking my head and thinking blearily of the night before. Had I slept enough? The coffee was in the other room, which meant I would have to get up if I wanted to drink it hot.
By Alexander McEvoyabout a year ago in Poets
In American public office, there is no privilege. In fact, it’s all service, with no reward except the gratitude of your fellow citizens.
By William Alfredabout a year ago in Poets
Remembrance can’t be limited to what you think should be remembered. Sometimes memories come unbidden And change what you were thinking.
The Three Kings King one, he was a tight arse, he spent only on what was needed. King two, he was a minimum eater, he was a skinny little bleeder.
Prisoner to the Cell Phone In a cell with walls so bare and grey, An old lady sat, had a chuckle and say, “Now I see the reason, the clever pun,
Rapunzel’s New Dawn Rapunzel, please let down your hair there’s lots of life for you to share It’s now time to let down your locks
Swan Serenade Two swans glide on waters blue, Their noses touch in a gesture true. In the glow of a sunset’s gold, A love story silently told.
