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How-tos for all things poetry; learn how to analyze a poem, construct a haiko, differentiate between a metaphor and simile and more.

Setting goals!
What is a goal? What is mean to set one? What is the manner to which we pursue this goal? How do we make it inevitably, come to pass?
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
A List Of 4 Fabulous Poetry Sites For Poetry lovers
“Poetry Is not only dream and vision; It is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a brigde across our fears of what has never been before.” — Audre Lorde.
By Fred Musoke4 years ago in Poets
I Fell Asleep In The Candy Aisle
I Fell Asleep in the Candy Aisle Kit Kat Give Me A Break Twix Left or Right You’re Great Whatchamacallit such a silly name
By Pamela James4 years ago in Poets
The Curse of the Poet
Parades of working class heroes coming up from underground. Walking as if in a trance. New York City, a week or so from Christmas, cold air and green trees line the sidewalks. But the beauty is lost and ignored.
By Freddy Zalta4 years ago in Poets
Bedside Table
Thrown open— the drawer reveals an academy of teachings, Tarot of the Sidhe, Buddahdasa Bikku, the Holy Bible (ESV edition). All bound up, cut perfectly even . Acquired through polite distribution on street corners and restaurant tables or wrapped in pretty paper with a bow for Christmas. At best, the mind shapes them into little doorways for passing through. At worst, trite lassos with which to contain the chaos
By Anna Volk4 years ago in Poets
How To Be the Amazing Poet You Always Wanted to Be and Know Down Deep You Can Be
Let you in on a secret. I didn’t think I’d ever consider myself a writer of poetry, much less a poet. And to let my guard down. even more, I don’t have it all figured out. Truth is, I won’t ever figure it all out even if I live to see 100. Neither will you, and that’s OK.
By Gregory D. Welch4 years ago in Poets
How did we get here
I was never even your girlfriend You were never even my boyfriend But at the same time we did all of the small and the big things together
By Katarina Penfold4 years ago in Poets
I Can Do Nothing, Nothing at All
Can you do something? Not in this case You always try to change the outcome Not today What if? … You begin to ask What if you had done this?
By Sharing Randomly4 years ago in Poets
trying
The more settled I get the more I learn I have limitless authority over my reaction anyway I can't deal with others exercises
By june moon4 years ago in Poets
My Body is Safe Here.
My body is safe in the water. Nightly-For hours at a time. Safe from the aches and pains of gravity, and pulling a changing body through months of turmoil.
By Stacey Robins4 years ago in Poets
A Poet's Tale
Poetry is raw. It can be boiled, baked, chargrilled & sometimes just plain burnt; but mostly, I think poetry is raw. Pure, raw, emotion.
By Chanelle Joy4 years ago in Poets
A Farewell to Discontentment.
I am full of discontentment It seeps from my pores It overflows like the coffee that was too sweet And the cake batter that was too bitter
By L4 years ago in Poets