inspirational

Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.

The Cluster Fig Tree
I am nostalgic, and creative, so, it is no wonder I decided to embark on a project to paint and write odes on, all the plants that gave me joy,
By Seema Patel10 days ago in Poets
Time Freeze
You're on your way out the door to go to work, run errands, and suddenly everything around you stops, Frozen in time- to them it's just a moment but to you it feels like a hiccup, a glitch in the matrix.
By Jen Phillips10 days ago in Poets
Valentine's Day
The festival of love, Valentine's Day is coming, merchandise galore, selling, and buying will be there. Discounts, sales, offers,
By Seema Patel10 days ago in Poets
Garden Produce
all garden produce not just taste and nutrition a feast for the eyes. Note: Here you see a platter of guava, pea stalks, fenugreek, spring onions, calendula, and mustard, from the garden. I feel great just by seeing it. Encouraging ypu to try growing something.
By Seema Patel10 days ago in Poets
How to Bury Anger Without a Funeral
Start by holding it. Not like a newborn— more like a grenade you forgot how to throw. Keep the pin in your teeth just in case
By Marcus Hill10 days ago in Poets
How to Carry Loneliness Without Letting It Swallow You
First, treat it like a stray animal. Don’t look it in the eyes. Don’t run. Just sit still long enough for it to believe
By Marcus Hill10 days ago in Poets
The Bigamist Poem 2
The Bigamist Poem 2 She was not the secret, She was the daylight mistake. Introduced with careful pauses, As if truth could be softened by tone.
By Marie381Uk 10 days ago in Poets
Bloom Without Permission
I kept waiting for a sign a green light, a gold star, Someone clapping from the sidelines like: yes, you may now become yourself.
By Milan Milic10 days ago in Poets
The Servants Who Suffered in 1854
The Servants Who Suffered in 1854 They rang the bell, the silver tray, their names unknown to history’s say Hands rubbed raw by soot and starch
By Marie381Uk 10 days ago in Poets
Where the Mind Unknots
If you are a little anxious, And your insides are a-twist, A stroll in a spring meadow May help you keep your wits. Meander in golden sunlight,
By Tori10 days ago in Poets
How to be
Fill a chipped china teacup with the first deep breath of the morning. * Empty your mind of the words: “I have to” “I'm late for” “I wish I”
By Rita Chun10 days ago in Poets
Timeless Endeavor
This is a timeless endeavor, The day goes on forever, Breaking into every moment, Staying present and aware, You share in life's love affair,
By Keith McHugh10 days ago in Poets