Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
She pounded her baby fists Powerfully Against the threshold – Key hung like noose in pocket. She banged so loudly that
By Allie O.9 years ago in Poets
Hi to all the people that live in a deep world. The ones that may feel a little neurotic. We wander and wonder our heads swirl.
By Garrett Jair Lang9 years ago in Poets
The Fight I pray I retain the fight, I know despair, I know emptiness, I want the fight! I have sighed away too many dares, I have ran from many duels, I want the fight!
By David Ziherambere9 years ago in Poets
In a cave, that opened on the side of a hill Is a legend that's spoken of many times still Of a beastie with wings that built up its nest
By Dan Mcgonagle aka CELTICPOET9 years ago in Poets
Romance in the Sun Truths Encountered What belies the heart belies the mind What truths we seek we seek for justice Not glory, never glory
By Chas C. Smith9 years ago in Poets
It all began at the age of 12 To a descent of madness, his life would delve Into a loathing panic of hate and fear To shun and lose all he holds dear
By Steven B9 years ago in Poets
I wish to speak in ellipsis and asterisk Dots and dashes Etcetera to thought crashes That trickled from the words of this mouth
By Heather Climer9 years ago in Poets
I have somehow drunk of that heady drink of modern consumption viscous with fear and am now tipsy with anxiety ridden platitudes
By Mardi Coeur de Lion9 years ago in Poets
Knowing I'm intertwined with the night sky keeps me from falling apart The seams will tear with every pull of panic and fear
By V H9 years ago in Poets
There's a place I sometimes go when I want to be alone I go there in my mind ignoring time, space, and my phone The atmosphere is peaceful though it doesn't have much air
Pavement where I walk, It's soft and heavy under my shoes, The much known uphill street, Where nightmares lay. I live behind that block around the corner.
By Noelia Vallés9 years ago in Poets
Lights dim on another perfect evening Seeing isn't supposed to be believing Everything is going to be fine The clouds will fade, the sun will start to shine
By Adèle Vickers9 years ago in Poets
