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Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction - Published by DU Poetry members most recently online.
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
27th Feb 2017 2:21am
27th Feb 2017 2:21am
Creation of Us- In Collaboration with Grace (Idryad)
I have only a scattered recollection
Of celestial musics
Half remembered
In moments
Of stillness
Missing what doesn’t exist
grasping floating shadows
reading distant hopes in clouds
nine fluffy seats
you remember that
In the ever ripening grip of nature
The bower of cyclic birth
Seems to gather about me
Anew
Fresh with possibility
Fraught with purpose
there, I etch my hopes
there in gentle repose my soul
reaching for something more
as tangible as dreams ...
Of celestial musics
Half remembered
In moments
Of stillness
Missing what doesn’t exist
grasping floating shadows
reading distant hopes in clouds
nine fluffy seats
you remember that
In the ever ripening grip of nature
The bower of cyclic birth
Seems to gather about me
Anew
Fresh with possibility
Fraught with purpose
there, I etch my hopes
there in gentle repose my soul
reaching for something more
as tangible as dreams ...
257 reads
10 Comments
bcpoet
Poem Published
24th May 2018 6:46pm
24th May 2018 6:46pm
Cydonia
I took a journey
I left this world
I journeyed to the stars
at first the Moon
then in between
on my way to Mars
the emptiness I felt
was filled
with electricity
currents flowed
and almost glowed
I'd never felt so free
Deimos, Phobos
Mars below
Cydonia rose up fast
pyramids
the mountain face
civilizations past
canyons deep
Olympus Mons
electric whirlwinds swirled
bright Jupiter
was in the sky
as night fell on this world
in an...
I left this world
I journeyed to the stars
at first the Moon
then in between
on my way to Mars
the emptiness I felt
was filled
with electricity
currents flowed
and almost glowed
I'd never felt so free
Deimos, Phobos
Mars below
Cydonia rose up fast
pyramids
the mountain face
civilizations past
canyons deep
Olympus Mons
electric whirlwinds swirled
bright Jupiter
was in the sky
as night fell on this world
in an...
#stars
128 reads
8 Comments
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
17th Jul 2018 6:04pm
17th Jul 2018 6:04pm
A Sequel to the Dup Murders Welcome Home? A Haunting In The Underground Prologue:
After securing their spot on top of Crushers, back, Hades could be heard saying “Hang on tight, he's a strong one!” DiamondDave an ShakespeareanSweet, were the last two poets to get on, after finally locating a small piece of unoccupied backside and attempted to climb up. First, ShakespeareanSweet, then Dave, DiamondDave, was so excited he lost his footing grabbing Madame Lavenders right foot, bringing her down with him! Buck has cat like reflexes and grabbed em both just in time, one in each hand, then pulled them back up...Zazzles waved goodbye saying "Catch you around the Underground...
#prose
55 reads
11 Comments
prestonGibson
NomadsPath
NomadsPath
Poem Published
19th Nov 2017 10:43pm
19th Nov 2017 10:43pm
Her Rain
She reached out
With open palms
But
No one knew
How to respond
For they
Had grown accustomed
To fists
All too often
We turn towards responses
Before listening
To the message
And
Allowing it to resonate
When she spoke
She touched things
Like:
Compassion
And
Change
As if she knew
They existed
Misunderstood
And
Overruled
Time
And time again
She carried on
For as long she could:
Like a fire
Like a storm ...
With open palms
But
No one knew
How to respond
For they
Had grown accustomed
To fists
All too often
We turn towards responses
Before listening
To the message
And
Allowing it to resonate
When she spoke
She touched things
Like:
Compassion
And
Change
As if she knew
They existed
Misunderstood
And
Overruled
Time
And time again
She carried on
For as long she could:
Like a fire
Like a storm ...
133 reads
6 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
30th Nov 2012 10:19am
30th Nov 2012 10:19am
A Hero's Secret
Hiding the secret
Behind capes and cowls and lies
From everyone who admires you
When the disguise fits so perfectly
The super hero becomes his burden
A barrier between reality and make believe
Justifying the crimes of vigilantism
With arrogance that witnesses birthing legends
While the one locked behind a tattered veil
Forms a prison within the flesh of his reflection
Altered by his ego behind a mirror he longs to smash
Knowing that breaking the glass could shatter
The dreams of falling in love to conceive confidence ...
Behind capes and cowls and lies
From everyone who admires you
When the disguise fits so perfectly
The super hero becomes his burden
A barrier between reality and make believe
Justifying the crimes of vigilantism
With arrogance that witnesses birthing legends
While the one locked behind a tattered veil
Forms a prison within the flesh of his reflection
Altered by his ego behind a mirror he longs to smash
Knowing that breaking the glass could shatter
The dreams of falling in love to conceive confidence ...
477 reads
11 Comments
takis1917
Poem Published
12th Jul 2018 11:57am
12th Jul 2018 11:57am
Maria's Turn
There was, always, a turn in front of her
- occasionally more than one -
She, never, made one.
Not that she, ever, adhered to a straight path...
She just, already, had nowhere to go...
- occasionally more than one -
She, never, made one.
Not that she, ever, adhered to a straight path...
She just, already, had nowhere to go...
#identity
62 reads
12 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
7th Jul 2018 5:22pm
7th Jul 2018 5:22pm
tomorrow's promise
today was optimistic
she saw yesterday standing close
but she didn't let her bad mood bother
tomorrow was promised as her betrothed
he was handsome and exciting
a man of the world with a great vision
he said they would have a mansion someday
with so many rooms she would lose herself
tomorrow spoke of fractured yesterday
he said he could heal even the broken
today was angry
she wanted to leave her behind
the great future was ahead of her
she was anxious to greet him
she didn't want yesterday to ruin the...
she saw yesterday standing close
but she didn't let her bad mood bother
tomorrow was promised as her betrothed
he was handsome and exciting
a man of the world with a great vision
he said they would have a mansion someday
with so many rooms she would lose herself
tomorrow spoke of fractured yesterday
he said he could heal even the broken
today was angry
she wanted to leave her behind
the great future was ahead of her
she was anxious to greet him
she didn't want yesterday to ruin the...
#love
#TimeHeals
#uplifting
68 reads
12 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
8th Feb 2018 3:02am
8th Feb 2018 3:02am
Going Deep Underground
In a house where you'd never expect it
The doorbell just turned you around
Your daylight mainstream life is corrected
In a grotto that thrives underground
The butler seems to have no life
But you didn't come here to see him
And the host feeds on man's inner strife
Somehow when he laughs you feel grim
But you are not here for him or his wife
And here comes a sly, short little punk
Is he quite harmless or packing a knife?
Just don't try to get him out of his funk
However you got here it's not to...
The doorbell just turned you around
Your daylight mainstream life is corrected
In a grotto that thrives underground
The butler seems to have no life
But you didn't come here to see him
And the host feeds on man's inner strife
Somehow when he laughs you feel grim
But you are not here for him or his wife
And here comes a sly, short little punk
Is he quite harmless or packing a knife?
Just don't try to get him out of his funk
However you got here it's not to...
84 reads
6 Comments
ravenb123-
Poem Published
6th Feb 2015 8:20pm
6th Feb 2015 8:20pm
When You Read This
When you read this, know that I'm already gone.
When you Read this know that the stains are tear drops.
When you see this know that ill always be a phone call away.
When you read this know that my heart did break.
When you walk in to the room know that, that is not my perfume.
When you walk in the shower know that you were there with her.
When you see this know that the phone call is just a voicemail.
When you read this know that you did this.
Your clothes are all burned, Don't worry I kept the ugly suit you hate. It's In the closet. The bed and the sheets...
When you Read this know that the stains are tear drops.
When you see this know that ill always be a phone call away.
When you read this know that my heart did break.
When you walk in to the room know that, that is not my perfume.
When you walk in the shower know that you were there with her.
When you see this know that the phone call is just a voicemail.
When you read this know that you did this.
Your clothes are all burned, Don't worry I kept the ugly suit you hate. It's In the closet. The bed and the sheets...
287 reads
0 Comments
Ghost223
Poem Published
18th Jul 2018 4:42pm
18th Jul 2018 4:42pm
Ash and Flowers
Violently running through fields
Of ash and flowers,
An ocean of piled bodies surround me
In bad blood and unanswered prayers
To a God who just won't listen.
I beg to be saved.
“S A V E Me!”
I scream for forgiveness,
But His Angels are singing their hymns
Just an octave too loud for Him to hear me.
This is frustration. It is torture.
I live through life wavering between
Confusion and instability,
But with a snap of His fingers,
He made up for the unanswered prayers.
He gave me you;
He pulled you...
Of ash and flowers,
An ocean of piled bodies surround me
In bad blood and unanswered prayers
To a God who just won't listen.
I beg to be saved.
“S A V E Me!”
I scream for forgiveness,
But His Angels are singing their hymns
Just an octave too loud for Him to hear me.
This is frustration. It is torture.
I live through life wavering between
Confusion and instability,
But with a snap of His fingers,
He made up for the unanswered prayers.
He gave me you;
He pulled you...
#love
#God
27 reads
4 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
29th Jan 2018 2:25am
29th Jan 2018 2:25am
Apocalypse part 5
6pm
Rouge: " what's with that stick you carry?"
Journey: " I've decided to craft and carry this.
every since the apocalypse began, for protection...."
they continued their walk into town....
it's starting to get dark....
they find a town house scarce of any other people;
Rouge: " what do you think brought the aliens here?"
Journey: " not sure, but think of all the contaminated
waste...
Rouge: " what's with that stick you carry?"
Journey: " I've decided to craft and carry this.
every since the apocalypse began, for protection...."
they continued their walk into town....
it's starting to get dark....
they find a town house scarce of any other people;
Rouge: " what do you think brought the aliens here?"
Journey: " not sure, but think of all the contaminated
waste...
#LifeStruggles
#earth
#universe
#shadows
#aliens
86 reads
0 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
12th Jun 2018 00:07am
12th Jun 2018 00:07am
Stage Lights
Back in the day when vaude’ville was in town
Where people went to pay and sing along,
To laugh at jokes and cry at sentiment,
Retell for years the mem’o’ries they meant.
It was a time my fam’ly did their act,
From mawkish plays, bombastic satirize.
Where all the members each would have a part,
To photoplay enactments, donkey carts.
In time, I was the baby of the troop.
Born on a stage in Portmanteau, P.A.,
A trunk in which of course became my bed,
“Is where she lives!”, Dad laughing as he said.
The headlines read...
Where people went to pay and sing along,
To laugh at jokes and cry at sentiment,
Retell for years the mem’o’ries they meant.
It was a time my fam’ly did their act,
From mawkish plays, bombastic satirize.
Where all the members each would have a part,
To photoplay enactments, donkey carts.
In time, I was the baby of the troop.
Born on a stage in Portmanteau, P.A.,
A trunk in which of course became my bed,
“Is where she lives!”, Dad laughing as he said.
The headlines read...
#father
#childhood
#family
#dreams
#memories
70 reads
6 Comments
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