There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
You watch baseless propaganda On your American TV. Tell me, “you’re always on that phone!” While you stay glued to that screen.
By Caitlyn Wenzelabout a year ago in Poets
Nowhere special to go, nothing special to do. When an obstacle comes, see what it can teach you. All your life is learning.
By William Alfredabout a year ago in Poets
The Clock That Stopped It stopped in the middle of the storm, hands frozen while the windows shook, rain slashing the glass like claws.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
How do you hide it so well? Hide what? Your scars. Because I do not know how to show them. ~ Is it even possible to find relief?
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
A Silent Voice I laid my voice upon the ground where ink once bloomed in every sound the paper waited for my hand but silence claimed what I had planned
Snakes and Ladders Snakes and ladders on the board rolling dice, chasing moves some climb up fast, others slip down slow
HEROES ALL. By Ross E F Lombardi. . I raise this glass in cheer. A toast... To those looking at a ceiling. To those crying without tears.
By Ross E Fortune Lombardiabout a year ago in Poets
Surprise attacks The fox's claws are halfway lodged through my throat Unclenching the muscles won't help now Nor will removing the palms pressed to where my Adam's Apple would be
The gossiping owl Whose wisdom evades her. The stalking fox who has had enough. There is nowhere to run or hide Close proximity with
A Child Is Born A child arrives, soft breath, fresh light, held in arms so warm and bright. From deepest love, a gentle start,
The Night Didn’t Come The sky held its light too long, as if the sun refused to leave, shadows stretched thin but never deep,
If I didn't peer within, all would be well, I'm sure. His seasoned features spoke volumes, I could tell, of journeys, and of wonder.
By Sun Beeabout a year ago in Poets
