social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Bullet Holes
Once more, the prompt: Braille? Yes, that was my thought Reverse Braille that you have to dig Through until you reach some meaning
Kendall DefoePublished 4 months ago in Poets- Top Story - January 2024
The V Word
All writers share one condition. Babes to adults, one affliction. Confidence, in one thing matters. Defining self, our pens to master.
J. S. WadePublished 4 months ago in Poets Studies By Jasper Rei The Artist
Studies By Jasper Rei: Infinitely Intertwined Studies By Jasper Rei The Artist is a Vocal journal of processes, thoughts, and word meditation with some behind the veil of the original art installations created. These are newly shared experiences and words of Jasper Rei The Artist pulled from a plethora of places, pockets, dreams, and conversations in a melting pot. Welcome to the first entry to this ongoing curated series.
JasperRei TheArtistPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Top Story - January 2024
An Abecedarian
After language ceases to serve the needs of a people, it’s said Brutality takes hold. Protests shift from “Civilized Discourse,” to, well, you know. This proclamation hardly denotes truth.
Intimacy
What kind of intimacy do you seek Physical intimacy seems easier to find than any other kind But it’s more important to find intimacy of the mind
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsAmber Morning Light
amber light breaks through clouds overhead dawn's calling Everything still Fresh beginning Good morning Hello sunshine
Paul StewartPublished 4 months ago in PoetsChernobyl
Walking down the streets of Pripyat near Chernobyl From mankind abandoned buildings, poor Chernobyl . Left within two hours of time to never return
Krishan MubasharPublished 4 months ago in PoetsBabushka dolls: a subjective history
We’re much the same, us girls, Although some are bigger than others. Born in the embers of Empire, Nikolai a distracted dad,
Andy PottsPublished 4 months ago in Poetsbeg for it
breathe in sharply shifting battle victor held to the light water pouts from holes beg for more time beg for what you love
⸘jason alan‽Published 4 months ago in PoetsThe crowd at the ball game
The cheers of the crowd echo through the air As the players take to the field with confidence The sun shines brightly and the arena shines
Ahamed ThousifPublished 4 months ago in PoetsHometown
Grew up in a small town A subrural nowhere Somewhere on the map Near somewhere you might have heard of * A small community
Stephanie HoogstadPublished 4 months ago in PoetsField of Memes
Turning and turning in the combine’s cylinder The voter cannot hear the candidate; Democracy teeters on the brink; reason cannot think
D. J. ReddallPublished 4 months ago in Poets