There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
I met my younger self for coffee she arrived ten minutes late, I hugged her she ordered her favorite chocolate cake\ As I gulped her innocence through the lens of my present eyes,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Of a sudden, a freedom-fighter, standing at the wall against a ferocious despot for all lovers of liberty, is painted as a villain,
By William Alfred2 years ago in Poets
Beneath the stars, we dare to dream, Of endless days, a timeless stream. Yet whispers rise, both soft and stern, "Do you want to live forever?" they yearn.
By Ian Sankan2 years ago in Poets
. There was a time, I thought, that I might, once have known… This poem is probably By Ross E F Lombardi . Round and round again we go,
By Ross E Fortune Lombardi2 years ago in Poets
Smash and lie, FORK you! Promises of eight months paid leave - Funding not approved Bottom up, not top down, antiquated systems
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
Another supplement swallowed another work out sweated out burning off that extra bite of salad another bathing suit tried on
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
THE LAND OF OZ PHOTO BY VICKI Puppies, Kitties, Birds, Toys, Rainbows, Wizard of Oz, Cause Peepers Say no more stories on politics.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
I am the ghetto. The cracks in the wall. The inner outer city land where they think all the savages crawl. These urban corner aren’t as bad as they seem.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for January 2025 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here.https://www.rattle.com/ekphrastic/
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)2 years ago in Poets
You see me tired, lost in thought, And I think you incorrectly assume you know the cause I’ve got. “You just need sleep, go take a walk,”
By SP 2 years ago in Poets
I can see you Circling Around while Skulking Pretending to be Working When in reality You’re really Shirking Plainly hidden
By Mother Combs (Sharon)2 years ago in Poets
I wish I could disappear Not from life! but from a view. I wish I could start fresh Away from people. Not away from you!
By Anastazja2 years ago in Poets
