“My mother despises what can never truly be done so she does not care for cooking or cleaning.” — Faith Shearin Copy Share Image
For what is a poem but a hazardous attempt at self-understanding: it is the deepest part of autobiography. — Robert Penn Warren Copy Share Image
My favourite poem is called 'Roots and Wings' - it's a very moving poem about how if you've got real roots you… — David Miliband Copy Share Image
“I have put my arm down forever to interrupt the men who want more hair." from the poem "Pasadena" collected in Own… — Clark Coolidge Copy Share Image
A poem is a spider web Spun with words of wonder, Woven lace held in place By whispers made of thunder. — Charles Ghigna Copy Share Image
Some days are sunny and some are cloudy But you don't need to show your mood. Because you mood effects everyone not… — Me And Kaden Copy Share Image
“A poem is a skeletal shape. When I say it to you, I am dropping the empty shell of a crab into… — Jeffrey L. Hollman Copy Share Image
Twitter was like a poem. It was rich, real and spontaneous. It really fit my style. In a year and a half,… — Ai Weiwei Copy Share Image
My father's favorite poem was probably 'Love is patient, love is kind.' It's simply stated but pretty profound. That's how my dad… — John Carter Cash Copy Share Image
“It takes an aeon to shift position, get comfortable, let alone create a wave in this fishbowl full of glue. - from… — Toby Fitch Copy Share Image
You can say a lot more with a poem than you can with a song, but with a song you can really… — Serj Tankian Copy Share Image
“I don't see any hint of you missing me, It's time to put sense in this misery I love you too much,… — Miss Rainbow Moonfire Copy Share Image
When are we going to be together? Will you love me now or will it take forever? I Love you always with… — Archie Copy Share Image
“In school, I hated poetry - those skinny, Malnourished poems that professors love; The bad grammar and dirty words that catch In… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share Image
“The children walk away from me, flick flickety off at a tangent between thin blotched beech trunks, then turn like yo-yos at… — Jay Woodman Copy Share Image
You know what I do? I listen to other people, stumbling about with their half thoughts and half sentences and their clumsy… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
Re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“I fell into a restless sleep in which my dreams carried me away over misty valleys and moonlit woodlands toward a fairy… — Hazel Gaynor Copy Share Image
“He unpacks his bag of tales with fingers quick as a weaver's picking the weft threads threading the warp. Watch his fingers.… — Jane Yolen Copy Share Image
“A dragon grows in leaps and bounds, Like troubles mounting by the pound. Its stature heightens day to day, Imposing dread and… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
I Jarrod have created this poem on my own. If you like it subscribe and say something and rate it!tell me if… — Jarrod Copy Share Image
“Such a nasty bruise,” he says, staring straight into my eyes. I am stunned he can see it. Delicate to the touch… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“You’re not doing well and finally I don’t have to pretend to be so interested in your on going tragedy, but I’ll… — Lucas Regazzi Copy Share Image
