Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.

This is the stream - you can see all poems on Neopoet, live, as they are created.

LM
large marge Jun 07, 2023

Look up

A fruit lies on the ground,
An apple.
Pennsylvania law requires
That these not be used for production of cider
As they used to do.

Its common to encounter conflicts in relationships
And barriers to resolution.
Look up.

Profile picture for Tigger Kaz
Tigger Kaz Jun 07, 2023

Snake's deceptive game

Like a snake,
Their venom seeps,
As more and more,
Their evil creeps.

Wrapping around,
Its prey unsuspecting,
Ever sly,
that it's not expecting.

Crushing the voices,
Of the weak,
Until they can,
No longer speak.

And when the weak,
Have met their demise.
It will slither
Away in disguise.

Denying its part,
In all that's rotten,
Hoping that others,
Will have all forgotten.

Profile picture for Lavender
Lavender Jun 07, 2023

The Visit

It is June.

The tulips dropped their
petals along the grassy floor,

amiable lilacs and
cherry blossoms

dusted the sidewalks,
then whispered fleeting goodbyes.

I am greeting the daylilies
as they now stretch toward the sun,

their faces glowing,
their songs eager to rise.

Why did Spring travel so lightly?
How I wish she had packed more attire

to perhaps stay just one more day.

Profile picture for Sarah Shaw
Sarah Shaw Jun 07, 2023

The Boot on the other foot.

She found them right at the back
of the wardrobe
when she was having a clear out
They looked brand new
tan,pointed,low heeled ankle boots
They still had the stickers on the sole
the buckles still shone
nade of fake gold.
She held them
She sat down on the bed
with those boots in her lap
She recalled the day she got them
Her Dad had given her the money
a way of saying sorry for something
She couldn't remember exactly
It might have been the time
he'd walked into her bedroom

JJ
Jenifer James Jun 07, 2023

The last raindrop dries

I water the garden with the old green hose
earthworms only breathe in dampness

the tank is nearly empty

I rake dry veined leaves and find
such treasured things
snails's shell cracked teapot
fan of magpie feathers tied with string

spoon from your house my love
dropped one day
I stole it in my pocket

blue glass blurred to softness from the beach
small piece of coral

else where a dingo howls
howls on the south wind
and on my weary face

the last raindrop dries

BC
Bill Cushing Jun 07, 2023

With Dad

Gone and now cremated,
I wait for my sister
to meet me at his now-
once bungalow. Searching
through the remains,
sifting among clothes
he left behind,

I put on a jacket
hanging in the closet,
turn toward the mirror
on an opposing wall.
I see gray hair and a beard,
half a century old,
but below that,

Profile picture for Tigger Kaz
Tigger Kaz Jun 06, 2023

I pray that greed departs

I won't be buying £4 ketchup,
Nor any other over inflated thing.
I won't be buying expensive coffee,
Greedy people can go swing.

I won't be giving my loyalty,
Not to those who rob us blind,
I won't be lining the pockets,
Of the greedy and the unkind.

I won't be sorry for my opinions,
Nor the decisions that I make.
I won't feel sorry for the greedy,
Not the actions that they take.

Profile picture for Hon
Hon Jun 06, 2023

Write a love poem without using a love word

A lovely you are
Show me your
exquisite beauty
In the splendor view
of a growing field that
it stands out from the crowd
with the exude of innate beauty
from the blooming flourish
nurturing care
and rapturous personality
That never ceases to showcase
With its passionate display
That it brings to show the comfort
From the uplifting one spirit soul
To claim you as my special one
For all the years that my admiration
grow for you
For that, I shall never forget

JJ
Jenifer James Jun 06, 2023

moisture of ghosts

shooting stars and satellites -
the forest rustles with their stories

feathers on the ground

I falter

this place was never mine
woven with the language of wild others
in forests and forgotten places
flick of snake in grass
night eyes watching me -
curiously
those open mouths of shadows

my footsteps crunch pebbles on the riverbed -
that sudden rush of water