The Global Poetry Project

Bridging cultural gaps through poetry

The Global Poetry Project is a place to share poetry.

Welcome to the GPP!


The Global Poetry Project aims to provide a space for members to expand upon their cultural views through the writing and reading of poetry. Members should feel free to submit poems and share thoughts and positive feedback with fellow poets. The project aims to provide a safe and open atmosphere for all visitors and contributors alike.

Bear in mind that many of the contributors here are students.

As this space begins to grow, we are hoping to receive poetry and feedback from writers all over the world. To start submitting poetry just request to join the Poetry group and when your membership has been approved you can get to work! Remember that this is a space to share, not criticize the work of others. Keep an open mind and an active keyboard!

 

There are two ways to submit your work and comment on the poetry here:
1.) Join the Poetry group and start submitting
2.) Post your poem as a blog on the front page

*** Please Note - Poems will need to be approved before they are posted to the page
 
Thanks to Jenny Luca and Angela Stockman for helping to get this project started at Working Together 2 Make a Difference!

Members

Latest Activity

Sara Fox and Nathan B. Turner are now friends
yesterday
Nathan B. Turner left a comment for Sara Fox
"Yeah, finally haha! Looking forward to seeing what you think of it.  "
Wednesday
Tony Maue posted a blog post

So We Chase

Dust,And must we keep driving?Vehicular skeletons leading the way,Drying and dying as sun pelts insane. Crawling,And falling for days.Is it so conniving for one to make money,For hunny, and Johnny, and Grammy, and Puppy?What will be left when their hearts so decay? West,And nests we’re so far from.Futile, fertile, fruitless, fields.Six nickels remain,But for bread or for meat?In autumn perhaps we’ll find savior.It’s out there, it must be,Once past all this heat.   - Inspired by John Steinbeck’s…See More
Wednesday
Sara Fox left a comment for Nathan B. Turner
"Haha, I see your membership got approved! Can't wait to read some of your work."
Wednesday
John Bontrager posted a blog post

The Forest

There used to be a forest here.But now its gone.There used to be giant winding treesOverlooking a lake so clear.But now its gone.The forest used to go onFor as long as the eye could see.But now its gone.It used to smell of earth and trees,Of flowers, plants, animals, and waterBut now its gone.You could have felt the coolness of the ForestOn your skinBut now you can’t It all started with a man and woman.They built a cabin in the ForestNow that is also goneThat man and woman had some childrenThey…See More
Tuesday
Profile IconAmber Breyer, Erin Schutte, John Bontrager and 2 more joined The Global Poetry Project
Tuesday
Deanna Kocher commented on Deanna Kocher's blog post Glass
"Thanks Megan! "
May 17
M. M. Fox commented on Deanna Kocher's blog post Jungle Gym
"Nice! But yet so true!"
May 16
M. M. Fox commented on Deanna Kocher's blog post Glass
"I love it! I wish I could write something that good!"
May 16
emily shriver posted a blog post

Fame

Foaming from fingersFlying for fittingsFighting fiercelyFringes of frontsFeeling franticFailing, frail figuresFinishing firstFeeling freeFriendless for friendsFresh factsForever feebly famousFrankly, fine.See More
May 2
emily shriver commented on emily shriver's blog post Saturdays Before Graduation
"Haha thanks, I felt like playing with acrostic poems... they can be so much fun than 5th grade name poems lol"
May 2
Amber posted a blog post

Awaken

Awareness dawns with the openingOf the world's arms. A babyLooked upon by giants looks on themAnd thinks: I am here, tooBut I can't see myself – why?Too young to grasp her inabilityTo look upon and out of something Simultaneously. Later, years later,She decides perhaps she was too youngTo think such thoughts at allAnd imagines that her earliest memoryWas only a dream. A dreamWould make more sense and satisfyHer skepticism. But at the same time She knows herself too well,And knows she’d breed…See More
May 2
Emily Insinna commented on emily shriver's blog post Saturdays Before Graduation
"lol that's what I've been doing these last few days @ home. Congrats -- you made me giggle =)"
May 1
Rob Currin left a comment for Emily Insinna
"Welcome to The Global Poetry Project, Emily!"
Apr 26
Emily Insinna is now a member of The Global Poetry Project
Apr 26
emily shriver posted blog posts
Apr 25

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So We Chase

Dust,

And must we keep driving?

Vehicular skeletons leading the way,

Drying and dying as sun pelts insane.

 

Crawling,

And falling for days.

Is it so conniving for one to make money,

For hunny, and Johnny, and Grammy, and Puppy?

What will be left when their hearts so decay?

 

West,

And nests we’re so far from.

Futile, fertile, fruitless, fields.

Six nickels remain,

But for bread or for…

Continue

Posted by Tony Maue on May 22, 2012 at 5:43pm

The Forest

There used to be a forest here.

But now its gone.

There used to be giant winding trees

Overlooking a lake so clear.

But now its gone.

The forest used to go on

For as long as the eye could see.

But now its gone.

It used to smell of earth and trees,

Of flowers, plants, animals, and water

But now its gone.

You could have felt the coolness of the Forest

On your skin

But now…

Continue

Posted by John Bontrager on May 22, 2012 at 2:38pm

Fame

Foaming from fingers

Flying for fittings

Fighting fiercely

Fringes of fronts

Feeling frantic

Failing, frail figures

Finishing first

Feeling free

Friendless for friends

Fresh facts

Forever feebly famous

Frankly, fine.

Posted by emily shriver on May 2, 2012 at 8:58pm

Awaken

Awareness dawns with the opening

Of the world's arms. A baby

Looked upon by giants looks on them

And thinks: I am here, too

But I can't see myself – why?

Too young to grasp her inability

To look upon and out of something

 

Simultaneously. Later, years later,

She decides perhaps she was too young

To think such thoughts at all

And imagines that her earliest memory

Was only a dream. A dream

Would make…

Continue

Posted by Amber on May 2, 2012 at 7:02am

Just a Haiku

 if there were something
that would give me money for
free i would like it

Posted by emily shriver on April 25, 2012 at 7:38pm

Saturdays Before Graduation

S tuff
C reatively
H andcrafted
O nly to make me
L ose my
A lready boring
R eality of a
S hort weekend in
H opes of small
I ncriments of money
P hilanthropists give away to
S tudents to make themselves look good

Posted by emily shriver on April 25, 2012 at 7:37pm — 2 Comments

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