“Daddy-by Nancy B. Brewer When I used to say, speak up you are as good as they, You would just smile and… — Nancy B. Brewer Copy Share Image
I admit I made a mistake Over stepping some boundaries which made me look fake. I always said I would never do… — Yashowardhan Copy Share Image
“I wrote too many poems in a language I did not yet know how to speak But I know now it doesn't… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“If you had told me, though, when I was twenty-four that I would write about Skokie, Illinois, where I grew up, I… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
At the Third Wave Foundation, we were asking questions like, "How can we get more voters registered who support our issues?" or… — Dawn Lundy Martin Copy Share Image
“When Great Trees Fall When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants… — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
“In an Artist’s Studio One face looks out from all his canvases, One selfsame figure sits or walks or leans: We found… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
I know I know this life is given for a reason god felt you would be strong enough to live it I… — Racheal Smith Copy Share Image
“Words I ONCE HEARD A MAN SAY OR WAS IT SOMEWHERE I READ, OR MAYBE SOMETHING I WROTE A THOUSAND TIMES IN… — Don S. McClure 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
Hyesims poems: transformative as walking high granite mountains by moonlight, with fragrant herbs underfoot and a thermos of clear tea in the… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
“His novel or book of poems, decent, adequate, arises not from an exercise of style or will, as the poor unfortunate believes,… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
When I was a boy, I choked on a piece of candy outside the kitchen window for a few minutes while watching… — Zachary Schomburg Copy Share Image
“From darkness; take me unto Light. O God! Help me today, make my maiden flight. From sorrow; give me the strength to… — Madhavi Sood alias Madhavi Mohandas Copy Share Image
I have been in love with Emily Dickinson's poetry since I was 13, and, like an anonymous post on findagrave.com says, 'Dear… — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
... poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence. It forms the quality of the light within… — Audre Lorde 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
“Turn your attentions to it. Try to raise up the sunken feelings of this enormous past; your personality will grow stronger, your… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“The flowers that I left in the ground, that I did not gather for you, today I bring them all back, to… — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
O' little flower love expresses within, supplying new blood blazoned fires begin; the exchange of pure-passion awakens our seeds, as loves creations… — Johnny Luckett Copy Share Image
“[L]ife is a phenomenon in need of criticism, for we are, as fallen creatures, in permanent danger of worshipping false gods, of… — Alain de Botton Copy Share Image
“Robert Frost at Eighty" I think there are poems greater and stranger than any I have known. I would like to find… — Peter Boyle Copy Share Image
“Writing poetry is a passion, ignited by thoughts, fueled by ink. A way to travel through another mind, where souvenirs of tears… — Renee Dixon Copy Share Image
“when the glory night envelop the moon that would light up the exhilaration of heart.. the sun was reluctant to reveal smile… — Rinto Yusnianto Copy Share Image
“A crimson fire that vanquishes the stars;A pungent odor from the dusty sage;A sudden stirring of the huddled herds;A breaking of the… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“The poems that used to entrance me in the days of Miss Violence now struck me as overdone and sickly. Alas, burthen,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
The first thing I tried to do in the months after losing my mother was to write a poem. I found myself… — Natasha Trethewey Copy Share Image
“I know how you feel because I’ve been there too. I’ve hated and I’ve loved. I’ve seen my demons root and crawl… — robert m drake Copy Share Image
“no verse, no diction resurrected, shaped unless the thought of you dictates this ink, your slave as the poems flow through from… — Nejoud Al-Yagout Copy Share Image
“An Introduction to Poetry Readings" Preaching to the converted, the tormented and perverted Introspective melancholics, axe-grinding alcoholics Welcome to a night of… — Nasty Nigel Lawrence Copy Share Image
with poems one accomplishes so little when one writes them early. One should hold off and gather sense and sweetness a whole… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Some of my favorite poems are "confessional" poems written in the voices of aliens ("Southbound on the Freeway" by May Swenson" and… — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
My family didn't go to church. Once when I slept over at the house of a friend, her parents brought me to… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
“[L]ike poems, cruising carves privacy out of public spaces. Poems are a kind of private communication that occurs in public speech. And… — Garth Greenwell Copy Share Image
“Have you ever wondered What happens to all the poems people write? The poems they never let anyone else read? Perhaps they… — Shaun Tan Copy Share Image
“I could take a walk with my wife and try to explain the ghosts I can't stop speaking to. Or I could… — Philip Schultz Copy Share Image
Everyone is so full of FUCKING BULL SHIT!!! you tell me lies yet you smile to my face!!! IM NOT YOUR BLOODY… — Hailey Whalen Copy Share Image
“blue-gold sky, fresh cloud, emerald-black mountain, trees on rocky ledges, on the summit, the tiny pin of a telephone tower-all brilliantly clear,… — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
“Have you reckon’d a thousand acres much? have you reckon’d the earth much? Have you practis’d so long to learn to read?… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“ A Song I wish you were here, dear, I wish you were here. I wish you sat on the sofa and… — Joseph Brodsky Copy Share Image