social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
The Edges of Desire
Dear Us, The light shifts & dancing shadows have unexpected nostalgic edges. - Edge dwelling is a skill, as all things are,
Stevi-Lee AlverPublished about a year ago in Poets- Top Story - April 2023
Synchronicity
Since Saturn’s summer solstice Supernova starquakes spread soothing scintillations Spectacular space shows Superluminal seconds spent
Edoardo Segato-FigueroaPublished about a year ago in Poets Meaning of Engineer
Dear Workforce, As technology rises, so does the name engineer. Thus the meaning starts to become unclear. Why are writers who use AI called a prompt engineer?
Shelby HagoodPublished about a year ago in PoetsWeathering the Storm
Dear Patience, It seems we've grown apart, though, in truth, I can't recall A time that I truly felt you at all. Always distant, out of reach
Kelly RobertsonPublished about a year ago in PoetsFrom the Escapee
Dear Frowning Bride Standing before the life You believed you wanted, All the conquests He thought were his, That you alone planned-
Katrina ThornleyPublished about a year ago in Poets"AI, The Funny Little Thing"
Oh, let me tell you 'bout AI, It's a funny little thing, oh my! It can learn and it can think, But sometimes it's just on the brink.
Haryor showPublished about a year ago in PoetsAmity
Dear Congress, I watched as we sent rockets to the moon, then broke them down and converted them into Rockets that launch but land with a boom,
Gwen UrbainPublished about a year ago in PoetsWalked Away
Dear Waitress, She handed me a menu And walked away She asked for my order And walked away I told myself it didn’t matter
Brenda MahlerPublished about a year ago in Poets10 Years
A typical question older teens and adults are asked; "where do you see yourself in 10 years?" Usually, it takes people a while to come up with an answer, especially when they don't even know what they're going to eat for dinner or when they plan on being in the exact same spot in 10 years (which would be an embarrassing response to give). And when they do finally scrape together a somewhat decent response, it's the same old BS. "I want to live a better life, maybe buy a big house," "I plan on getting my mom her dream car", "I want to apologize to this person or that." But who ever does what they say they're going to? We're a bunch of hypocrites. Even me.
Zae JohnsonPublished about a year ago in PoetsWhen Life Becomes a Habit
Dearest Mom, The sun beams hello each morning The moon beckons darkness at night While emerald fields fade to brown Gift wrapped in white
Brenda MahlerPublished about a year ago in PoetsIndignation
I approached you with exposure But you didn’t offer me closure You dared to entertain An unfair game Of cat and mouse
Dear World
Dear World, I'm still here, still walking your surface with clumsy feet. Still the person I was always supposed to be. Still as stubborn as the day I took my first breath.
The Invisible WriterPublished about a year ago in Poets