social commentary

There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.

In The Alno Lounge, Alnwick
Introduction Found a lovely place to eat and drink in Alnwick. The host and staff are very welcoming and friendly. So I thought I would write a plagiaristic sonnet based on the things I saw in there:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 2 hours ago in Poets
Whyte Way of Waging War
Murder and mayhem! Then call for a ceasefire ... now! School girls vaporised...
By Aza Y Alamabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Cat Picture Led to A Gift
On a winter morning, in the neighborhood, I was cycling. I saw this cat sprawled in a driveway. soaking the tender sun.
By Seema Patelabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Where Am I Going To Go When I Have Been "Married" .......................................................Sometimes The Questions People Ask, Never Made Sense In The First Place, Never !!!
Okay, so all the persons in life has come to a conclusion !? They have all agreed - I should not be with you at the time of your lovely "passing" ..... I should not have been with you through the times you were in pain !? I, sat down and argued about the millions of unwanted messages through a text !? Frankly I'm tired NOW, and a little happy too !? Missed emotions for the things we think of, and what we will do !? We want to feel special I understand - but nothing changed, I am still and will remain the SAME...... human being, I was before all these things, EXCEPT You now know me as the name you placed on the CARD, that's all !?
By 365poetryabout 3 hours ago in Poets
Looking in the Mirror
That blemish, the fat, those were not always there, right? I don't trust my eyes.
By Madison "Maddy" Newtonabout 4 hours ago in Poets
Filters
The things we would say, fear we might, think we should say... Our words mean nothing.
By Madison "Maddy" Newtonabout 4 hours ago in Poets
After an End
After an End After an end, the road begins again, A quiet step where the old fire slept, Ash in the wind, memory breathing slow,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 5 hours ago in Poets
From Newcastle To Whitby
Introduction I love going to Whitby and I used to drive but Whitby is not a place for cars, just park them and that's it. We usually stay at La Rosa (my favorite hotel ever) or Dillons (just a lovely welcoming place) and my stories about them are at the end of this.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 9 hours ago in Poets
Pink Voltage Rising
Tonight I followed the voltage into the cosmos. Planets aligned, pink lightning veins curled across the dark, and a single silhouette floated at the center of it all, breathing, glowing, remembering.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about 11 hours ago in Poets
The Recocking Redux
You sold a “rap” suit for a “pop” crown, a fashion faux‑pas in every line, Your “shelf‑life” is a Spotify playlist—skipped after the first five.
By Forest Greenabout 14 hours ago in Poets
The Recocking Redux
Yo, I’m the ghost that haunts the charts when you’re sleepin’ in that OVO throne, Drake, you’re the mixtape‑minded mascot, forever stuck in “Views” and phone tones.
By Forest Greenabout 14 hours ago in Poets
Spring is Here
It's the time of the year, when the garden becomes a rainbow, flowers of all colors blooming, I have roses, daffodils, sunflowers,
By Seema Patelabout 14 hours ago in Poets