#NoPoo Book 1 An ode to Gabriel
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Grace
IDryad
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6.4.2021
9.54pm
#NoPoo
twinkles of stars like eyes
in the skies
reminds me of misted eyes
silent goodbyes
all said in the mundane
days before...
side steps into the parrarel
and it is sunshine again
and there we are
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9.54pm
#NoPoo
twinkles of stars like eyes
in the skies
reminds me of misted eyes
silent goodbyes
all said in the mundane
days before...
side steps into the parrarel
and it is sunshine again
and there we are
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Bluevelvete
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200x's of attempting a soul cleansing
a milestone?
perhaps not for some
for myself?
I crawl on my belly
across this finish line
bruised, bloody
and brilliantly battle worn
cramped fingers—
stained inky
parchment still wet
as final words silently echo
and salted tears
of pure unabashed emotion
ripped from the darkness
of once buried
now tumble free
sliding down a pale cheek
escaping
into
a brand new existence.
#Nopoo 4/6/21 (#146)
(my 200th poem milestone on DUP!)
a milestone?
perhaps not for some
for myself?
I crawl on my belly
across this finish line
bruised, bloody
and brilliantly battle worn
cramped fingers—
stained inky
parchment still wet
as final words silently echo
and salted tears
of pure unabashed emotion
ripped from the darkness
of once buried
now tumble free
sliding down a pale cheek
escaping
into
a brand new existence.
#Nopoo 4/6/21 (#146)
(my 200th poem milestone on DUP!)
Grace
IDryad
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Bluevelvete said:200x's of attempting a soul cleansing
a milestone?
perhaps not for some
for myself?
I crawl on my belly
across this finish line
bruised, bloody
and brilliantly battle worn
cramped fingers—
stained inky
parchment still wet
as final words silently echo
and salted tears
of pure unabashed emotion
ripped from the darkness
of once buried
now tumble free
sliding down a pale cheek
escaping
into
a brand new existence.
#Nopoo 4/6/21 (#146)
(my 200th poem milestone on DUP!)
Wow. That many...awesome.
a milestone?
perhaps not for some
for myself?
I crawl on my belly
across this finish line
bruised, bloody
and brilliantly battle worn
cramped fingers—
stained inky
parchment still wet
as final words silently echo
and salted tears
of pure unabashed emotion
ripped from the darkness
of once buried
now tumble free
sliding down a pale cheek
escaping
into
a brand new existence.
#Nopoo 4/6/21 (#146)
(my 200th poem milestone on DUP!)
Wow. That many...awesome.
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AspergerPoet56
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(NoPoo 147) Birth of Arousal
her awakening
an ethereal submission
to his true desire
her awakening
an ethereal submission
to his true desire
Ljdynamic
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Dangerous Mind
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https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/415341-something-called-loss/
#NoPoo [90]
Three months done :)
#NoPoo [90]
Three months done :)
Grace
IDryad
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8.4.2021
9.15pm
#NoPoo
shifting sands
I can't build castles anymore
the turrets don't look right
the moat is filling up
no I can't
not anymore
I'm looking up to the stars
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9.15pm
#NoPoo
shifting sands
I can't build castles anymore
the turrets don't look right
the moat is filling up
no I can't
not anymore
I'm looking up to the stars
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Bluevelvete
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Inopportune inspiration
it's when I'm busiest
or most unobtainable
that I feel the pull
of images or ideas
bombarding
perfect lines
or lightning-strike phrases
thoughts that need capturing
flirting in momentary genius
spectacular in all that's coveted
yet, only to self impress
of that moment in rare unique
a peek of lost wonder
glimmering in pure possibility
especially as it slips away,
to flee upon the winds
of lost inspiration
with only
a shadow remaining.
#Nopoo for yesterday (147)
it's when I'm busiest
or most unobtainable
that I feel the pull
of images or ideas
bombarding
perfect lines
or lightning-strike phrases
thoughts that need capturing
flirting in momentary genius
spectacular in all that's coveted
yet, only to self impress
of that moment in rare unique
a peek of lost wonder
glimmering in pure possibility
especially as it slips away,
to flee upon the winds
of lost inspiration
with only
a shadow remaining.
#Nopoo for yesterday (147)
AspergerPoet56
Forum Posts: 1899
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Joined 4th Dec 2018Forum Posts: 1899
(NoPoo 148) Fuck Filters
a rebellious soul
forever speaking my mind
when necessary
a rebellious soul
forever speaking my mind
when necessary
Bluevelvete
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Joined 21st July 2020Forum Posts: 2349
a vanquish of dark with your certain light.
Theirs, is a rarity
born of an unwavering likeness
recognized by words
which morphed into
their shared religion
spoken to each other
in verse, haiku or prose
yet always
with a depth of truest affinity
conversations of a lifetime
done, by way of stanza
rolling lovingly into stanza
words that unite
their understandings
reassuring minds, bodies and souls
that loneliness,
now foreign
would forever be
unknown.
#Nopoo 4/8/21 (148)
Theirs, is a rarity
born of an unwavering likeness
recognized by words
which morphed into
their shared religion
spoken to each other
in verse, haiku or prose
yet always
with a depth of truest affinity
conversations of a lifetime
done, by way of stanza
rolling lovingly into stanza
words that unite
their understandings
reassuring minds, bodies and souls
that loneliness,
now foreign
would forever be
unknown.
#Nopoo 4/8/21 (148)