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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.

How You Can Write Poetry That Is Creative and Original With Confidence
Poetry is a special kind of magic for me. Truth be told, I didn’t always think of myself as a poet. I was a grown man, in college, big ideas of becoming the next great American novelist when I stumbled into a poetry class taught by none other than the award-winning and bad-ass poet, Nikky Finney.
By Gregory D. Welch4 years ago in Poets
Write Your Poetry One Line at a Time
Does the thought of writing a poem freeze you up? Does the idea of growing a collection of poetry both excite you and absolutely terrify you? This article is all about how to write poetry, one line at a time.
By Gregory D. Welch4 years ago in Poets
On Writing Poetry
I have talked as have many others about Writers Block and related problems, and people are often shocked at how much I actually put out.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Poets
Bourgnew's Honor Code
Do no harm and do not alarm Stand strong in the Bourgnew's Creed to honor country and brotherhood as well as sisterhood for we are all
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous4 years ago in Poets
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