Top Voted Poetry

It is the American DreamWhat we all strive for and imagineIndouble-wide trailers to double-wide mansionsIn sprouting lakes of fake fish.Nothing captures its essenceUnbound by time or dust or rotThe thingswe cherish still are lovingly pattedAnd... (more »)

I am from My green blankey and Climbing out of my crib From playing mermaid in the bathtub. I am from walking my dog, And the noise he made when I step on his tail. I am from my sheep nightlight And Blue’s Clues and the Berenstain... (more »)

Their eyes tell silent stories. Stories that would shock even the darkest of hearts. These eyes have seen worse than some could even dream of. They’ve seen killing and death, and pain and suffering to extents that can be hard to imagine.... (more »)

     There are blackberriesNestled in my curls,And beneath the thorns The dark treasures lurk. And spiraling down my neck,A grapevine grows,The bright berries shaking merrily as I step.And if you breathe lightly, You can... (more »)

Blue drips through the darkness of my dreams,And trails through every word that spills onto my paper.It dances through me and escapes into my vision.The world turns as blue as my mind.Green grassy meadows fade into oceans of endlessness,And every... (more »)

Feet dangle inches above Tantalizingly taunting … They strive to graze the bicycle’s pedals, Just as my hands strive to emerge From the lemon yellow dress You handed down to me. My slow growth is too far behind Your quick judgment,... (more »)

My hand feels it should quiver like my lips before a first kiss as Poetry screams at me to speak her Truth. I should stop my life and succumb to Her, with her eyes that see the world through the heart and a mouth that lets the pen do all... (more »)

It begins slowly, but hits so hardThe feeling of complete relaxation and rhythmic breathingthat help to clear the head of all but one thing: sleep.Thoughts of the day slowly seep out of mind,Thoughts of tomorrow slowly simmer in.The darkness that... (more »)

Books fill up my room. Not baseball cards, or pictures of girls, or basketballs. Maybe a blown up picture of … … Pam Anderson might help. Black-framed glasses and a white, pale, lanky body. I should start working out. At least... (more »)

“Will Parry!” “Edward Cullen!” “Lucien Mulholland!” “Dave the Laugh!” we squeal at every quote on every page a close group of teenage girls snuggled together on the couch in our pajamas reading our favorite books aloud... (more »)