I wanted to take a moment to celebrate one of our own. May took her poem, "Ghetto Story," and turned it into a song using Suno. Her song was released on music platforms and is now reaching listeners beyond the poetry page. As poets, we often talk about giving our words wings. May did exactly that. Please join me in congratulating her on this achievement. It's always exciting to see members of The Art of Poetry finding new ways to share their creativity with the world. Congratulations, May! We're proud of you and can't wait to see where your journey takes you next. ❤️ #TheArtOfPoetry #CommunitySpotlight #PoetryToMusic #CreativeJourney

My heart is like a puzzle The outside corners all in place My middle is missing pieces Like a jigsaw puzzle, incomplete One person adds a piece gently Making sure it fits perfectly While others try to force what doesn’t Instinctively I withdraw make space I wait for the next person to see The right shape, right background Someone who wants to complete My puzzle make it whole, beautiful Thought I had that someone Discovered they don’t like puzzles They walked away bending pieces As they left, removing a corner stone Here I lay on this lonely table Will anyone take the time? Does anyone care to try? Jigsaw puzzles aren’t for everyone Neither is my heart! CDK 5-29-2026

What is something you've never fully let go of? Don't write about what happened. Write about the shadow it still leaves behind. How does it still show up in your life? What did it teach you? What did it leave behind? Bonus Challenge: Don't use the words love, loss, pain, or heart. Drop your poem below. Let's go deeper than the surface today. 👇✍️

The scale is laid in the balance but I’m not measured by my talent my mind or my worth to you I am just a skirt Although I can out think you out work you beat you at your own game You see me differently my worth is not the same thing your compadres with the same genitalia have the same financial umbrella Why? Because they have a penis Or are men from Mars and woman from Venus? It's time to wake up send the rate of pay up Women are brilliant, beautiful, and talented So fix the unfair pay scale balance it.. @ Copyright, Tolbert, M D., All rights reserved

I was flushed hot with the heat of summers in my life then you came along carrying the scent of morning and fresh cut flowers maybe petriphor too because you certainly quenched my thirst rustled my leaves with your soothing breeze @ Copyright, Tolbert, M D., All rights reserved