Miscellaneous Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
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adagio
Poem Published
Today 3:15pm
Today 3:15pm
Antiquated Memories
In the attic of antiquated memories
an old wooden pencil gathering dust
lonely with a mind of its own
no inquisitor to sharpen its bone
listening to silence peeling its paint
to bleed its graphite into the night
listening to the poet below
banging on his frigging Lenovo
using Alternative Intelligence, proving,
no inquisitor to sharpen its bone
an old wooden pencil gathering dust
lonely with a mind of its own
no inquisitor to sharpen its bone
listening to silence peeling its paint
to bleed its graphite into the night
listening to the poet below
banging on his frigging Lenovo
using Alternative Intelligence, proving,
no inquisitor to sharpen its bone
#philosophical
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wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
Today 1:37pm
Today 1:37pm
morning hours (lead to sunset)
the day,
up
since morning,
wanting
to go
to sleep,
hear that
evening bell,
your hours
over,
go now,
there is
no sadness,
but please,
don't wander
off
too far
away,
sunset,
you are
beautiful
to me,
morning,
i shall
meet you
again,
once
the night
leaves me.
up
since morning,
wanting
to go
to sleep,
hear that
evening bell,
your hours
over,
go now,
there is
no sadness,
but please,
don't wander
off
too far
away,
sunset,
you are
beautiful
to me,
morning,
i shall
meet you
again,
once
the night
leaves me.
#happiness
#kindness
#night
#admiration
#dawn
15 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
Today 2:40am
Today 2:40am
A Reindeers Reign
It is well known
That male reindeer
Do not have the horn
At Christmas
So it seems ironic
After a large gin, and tonic
That female reindeei do do
Which is easy to tell
Not just by their smell
But also the size of their poo poo
In 1821 the first reindeer were 'born'
And two year later another seven
116 years later still
Young Rudolph showed up
And it all gets a little coo coo
Now Santa was nice
Giving them good advice
That perhaps they should change their names
To perhaps, missus Foo Foo
So who in the...
That male reindeer
Do not have the horn
At Christmas
So it seems ironic
After a large gin, and tonic
That female reindeei do do
Which is easy to tell
Not just by their smell
But also the size of their poo poo
In 1821 the first reindeer were 'born'
And two year later another seven
116 years later still
Young Rudolph showed up
And it all gets a little coo coo
Now Santa was nice
Giving them good advice
That perhaps they should change their names
To perhaps, missus Foo Foo
So who in the...
#identity
#Christmas
#funny #surreal
#funny #surreal
5 reads
0 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:14pm
Yesterday 9:14pm
enlightenment
what
is there
to do
with
a fresh
sky,
blue smiles,
clouds of
luxurious
shapes
wandering,
afterwards
the daylight
hours tired,
now let
the darkness
unwind,
an undressing
night,
the constellation
housed
around easy
stars,
showing off
its enlightenment
within verses.
is there
to do
with
a fresh
sky,
blue smiles,
clouds of
luxurious
shapes
wandering,
afterwards
the daylight
hours tired,
now let
the darkness
unwind,
an undressing
night,
the constellation
housed
around easy
stars,
showing off
its enlightenment
within verses.
#universe
#stars
#sky
#clouds
#night
37 reads
6 Comments
jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:15pm
Yesterday 8:15pm
I am the Rose
My body is filled with roses
cut me and you will see
touch a drop of my blood
the color of red roses it will be.
For each drop that you touch
a rose will form in your hand
rose petals as red as blood
for a red rose is what I am.
cut me and you will see
touch a drop of my blood
the color of red roses it will be.
For each drop that you touch
a rose will form in your hand
rose petals as red as blood
for a red rose is what I am.
#dark
#flowers
#rose #WritingPoetry
#rose #WritingPoetry
40 reads
7 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:39pm
Yesterday 5:39pm
In the realms of Uncertainty.
In the realms
Of uncertainty
Body tense ,
Adrenaline
Flowing freely through your veins
Hands clammy , hot
Sweat on you brow
Heart feeling shot
Sending you
Internal text messages
That lodge deep within
That nagging feeling
Vague but persistent
Like a drum beat
Slow to random
You know it’s
There telling you
To run
This doesn’t
Feel right
Better the devil you know
You been acquaintances
For years
But have you truly felt
Raw , giving your all ...
Of uncertainty
Body tense ,
Adrenaline
Flowing freely through your veins
Hands clammy , hot
Sweat on you brow
Heart feeling shot
Sending you
Internal text messages
That lodge deep within
That nagging feeling
Vague but persistent
Like a drum beat
Slow to random
You know it’s
There telling you
To run
This doesn’t
Feel right
Better the devil you know
You been acquaintances
For years
But have you truly felt
Raw , giving your all ...
#anxiety
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#fear
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oskar
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:26am
Yesterday 10:26am
before the end of years
Coming to an End
On the terrace this morning, it is warm,
sun has not
switched on the heaters yet, and wonders if the postie
His brother was sending him chewing tobacco rolled
up in newspapers as this type of tobacco was prohibited
under the EU law.
A cur on the road barks up at him and ignores the dog, but it sits down and waits, sure the man will relent and feed
The dog that had ended up homeless since his owner became ill and returned to Britain
since 1945, when the World War 2 ended, the USA,
Britain and France have been...
On the terrace this morning, it is warm,
sun has not
switched on the heaters yet, and wonders if the postie
His brother was sending him chewing tobacco rolled
up in newspapers as this type of tobacco was prohibited
under the EU law.
A cur on the road barks up at him and ignores the dog, but it sits down and waits, sure the man will relent and feed
The dog that had ended up homeless since his owner became ill and returned to Britain
since 1945, when the World War 2 ended, the USA,
Britain and France have been...
#love
#kindness
#courage
#admiration
#emotions
29 reads
0 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:17am
Yesterday 8:17am
Hell Hath no Fury
behold the wasteland of my realm
where all my my sins are held
I curse the burning cause
i curse the life that was
naked and exposed to sorrows long ago
I sought to hide tween day and night
finding instead a twilight world in which to rule
bent and twisted shadows spring to life
playing endless games most arcane
with tokens of exquisite pain
woe awaiting mortals sane
who enter pusillanimous this gruesome plane
slithering to and fro the souls of man to weak to stand
trapped forever in the nihilism of the dead
looking up with...
where all my my sins are held
I curse the burning cause
i curse the life that was
naked and exposed to sorrows long ago
I sought to hide tween day and night
finding instead a twilight world in which to rule
bent and twisted shadows spring to life
playing endless games most arcane
with tokens of exquisite pain
woe awaiting mortals sane
who enter pusillanimous this gruesome plane
slithering to and fro the souls of man to weak to stand
trapped forever in the nihilism of the dead
looking up with...
#philosophical
#morality
24 reads
1 Comment
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:43am
Yesterday 3:43am
incense lit
the incense
was lit
today,
it's fragrance
wandering
up to
my senses,
bringing
a somewhat
mild pleasantness
within
the moment
it was
set ablaze
until
it gallantly
gave up
its
last breath.
was lit
today,
it's fragrance
wandering
up to
my senses,
bringing
a somewhat
mild pleasantness
within
the moment
it was
set ablaze
until
it gallantly
gave up
its
last breath.
#happiness
#kindness
#inspirational #meditation
#inspirational #meditation
39 reads
10 Comments
MysteryWoman25
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:03am
Yesterday 2:03am
Been awhile
Sorry it's been awhile
I haven't forgotten you.
Just going through some life trials
My mind overthinking and feeling so blue.
I read the words you have wrote
And they bring a smile to my face
Sorry that I have not spoke.
Dreaming of the day of running from this place
My birthday is on November 30th
Thirty two years old
Dreaming of a birthday kiss, guess I plead the 5th!
Or maybe just a single rose.
I hope you are well
And I get to hear back from you
Sit back and stay a spell
Writing words anew.
I haven't forgotten you.
Just going through some life trials
My mind overthinking and feeling so blue.
I read the words you have wrote
And they bring a smile to my face
Sorry that I have not spoke.
Dreaming of the day of running from this place
My birthday is on November 30th
Thirty two years old
Dreaming of a birthday kiss, guess I plead the 5th!
Or maybe just a single rose.
I hope you are well
And I get to hear back from you
Sit back and stay a spell
Writing words anew.
#IMissYou
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0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:38am
Yesterday 00:38am
In A Pickle
I do love you
Rollmop Herring
As you lay within a tub
With thin slices of pickled pepper
Perhaps picked by Peter Piper?
And he is particularly fastidious
About which pickled pepper
That he picks
Apart from one time
When he was pickled himself
And no-one was sure if
Peter Piper
Was more pickled
Than the pickled pepper
That Peter Piper picked
And apparently
He was wearing a wig
That looked remarkably
Like a rollmop herring!
by Jemia
Rollmop Herring
As you lay within a tub
With thin slices of pickled pepper
Perhaps picked by Peter Piper?
And he is particularly fastidious
About which pickled pepper
That he picks
Apart from one time
When he was pickled himself
And no-one was sure if
Peter Piper
Was more pickled
Than the pickled pepper
That Peter Piper picked
And apparently
He was wearing a wig
That looked remarkably
Like a rollmop herring!
by Jemia
#funny
#fish
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeChangingMoment
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeChangingMoment
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jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
28th Nov 2023 10:58pm
28th Nov 2023 10:58pm
Ebay
If you want to sell
your dirty old boots online
clean them up a bit
don't leave them for me to shine.
It's hard to make a buck
when I must do all the work
spit and polishing your old boots
drives me utterly berserk.
But then they’ll quickly sell
as they always do
and I’ll be happy as hell
to make a dime or two.
your dirty old boots online
clean them up a bit
don't leave them for me to shine.
It's hard to make a buck
when I must do all the work
spit and polishing your old boots
drives me utterly berserk.
But then they’ll quickly sell
as they always do
and I’ll be happy as hell
to make a dime or two.
#money
#WritingPoetry
#job
38 reads
4 Comments
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