There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
My brothers and sisters Slaughtered Nutrient deprived Shriveled and Clinging to the bone Like the olives Flung from Ancient branches
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
Where are the nice men ? Where did all the nice men go The ones who smiled without schemes Who listened and laughed with ease
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Not Where I Was, Not Where I’m Going I stopped counting the streets behind me but my feet kept moving, steady and slow the shop windows were shadows,
The Haunted Public Toilets The haunted public toilets stand in town a place that really should come down for inside waits a ghost so crude
Last month I wrote a story about my experience with dating sites: Finding a new partner seems to be worse than 'Mission Impossible.'
By Calvin Londonabout a year ago in Poets
You were the first The first I could trust with my heart Now the world is tearing us apart And I don’t know what to do Because I’m not me without you
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
BlackPool Lights 2025 Blackpool lights burn bright again a tower dressed in fire and rain the night alive the crowd stood near
Intelligent people care more about their mistakes. It’s a well-known maxim in leadership circles and management. They act that way because they know that the future
By William Alfredabout a year ago in Poets
...that would be clever, I agree. Clever indeed, old chap. Clever to the highest degree. The problem is, though, that so often I feel so clever
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
Age should not matter I am older, my hair turned grey my hands show lines from yesterday yet when you smile, I feel the start
I might put up many fronts Choose which me you may please Sweet and dainty, stern and gruff I even have several curated sneeze
They do it because they’re afraid, and afraid of being afraid, but that’s not an excuse— especially not when it plants seeds of strife in our children.
