Recent Miscellaneous Poems by Members Last Online
Random, diverse and unusual poetry - Published by DU Poetry members most recently online.
ElrondSirfalas
Poem Published
8th Apr 2018 5:26pm
8th Apr 2018 5:26pm
Summer Job Genocide
Flipping through the classifieds of our rural newspaper
We circled and scribbled down the help wanted numbers
As the school season came to its celebrated end
Jot - note adverts looking for our cheap hands to work their creed
Factory line machine men , hay bail stackers , quick meal servers and the other etceteras
An abundance of opportunity for all us infant laborers
Hoping to line our pockets with a bit of adulthood
Just to waste it on the embarrassing childhood novelties we still held onto
There was one of those listings that fit my liking ...
We circled and scribbled down the help wanted numbers
As the school season came to its celebrated end
Jot - note adverts looking for our cheap hands to work their creed
Factory line machine men , hay bail stackers , quick meal servers and the other etceteras
An abundance of opportunity for all us infant laborers
Hoping to line our pockets with a bit of adulthood
Just to waste it on the embarrassing childhood novelties we still held onto
There was one of those listings that fit my liking ...
#grief
#summer
#parody
41 reads
10 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:40am
Yesterday 9:40am
Atrium
a Sonnet )
The pinks of upper desert where I go,
The season slakes its thirst ‘ere mesa bleed.
When brash santanas barrel bending low,
To scorch and turn all into tumbleweed.
But come a blight the wind of colder days,
And raises twice the altitude of hush.
A hidden veil to bring a new moon phase,
This constellation arc of whisper’d rush.
And never was the nape of sky so deep,
From where I watch and see a universe.
To be all this and nevermore to sleep,
But dreams are how I’m able to traverse. ...
The pinks of upper desert where I go,
The season slakes its thirst ‘ere mesa bleed.
When brash santanas barrel bending low,
To scorch and turn all into tumbleweed.
But come a blight the wind of colder days,
And raises twice the altitude of hush.
A hidden veil to bring a new moon phase,
This constellation arc of whisper’d rush.
And never was the nape of sky so deep,
From where I watch and see a universe.
To be all this and nevermore to sleep,
But dreams are how I’m able to traverse. ...
#universe
#stars
#wind
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2018
25 reads
2 Comments
samael
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:16pm
Yesterday 6:16pm
Cool cats on the porch
Cool cats!
alley cats!
purrrfect people on the porch.
yelling anything you want,
down to the sidewalks,
down to the leaf littered street corners,
with the pitter patter;
of feet,
of hearts,
at men
walking with stacked pizza boxes in their hands.
over twisty steel black railing rails
from the shadows,
from the 4 door apartments hanging.
friendly smiling faces
drinking alcohol.
inciting words,
inciting feelings,
cool cats on the porch.
with your bushy bushy tails,
and looks...
alley cats!
purrrfect people on the porch.
yelling anything you want,
down to the sidewalks,
down to the leaf littered street corners,
with the pitter patter;
of feet,
of hearts,
at men
walking with stacked pizza boxes in their hands.
over twisty steel black railing rails
from the shadows,
from the 4 door apartments hanging.
friendly smiling faces
drinking alcohol.
inciting words,
inciting feelings,
cool cats on the porch.
with your bushy bushy tails,
and looks...
#friendship
19 reads
2 Comments
mysticstones
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 4:42pm
7th Apr 2018 4:42pm
dawn
just before dawn.
does the dark comfort you?
is it your light?
do the sheets caress your skin?
...like your lover's hand.
do the sheets fall from your erect nipples?
...giving light to the night.
...just before the dawn.
does the dark comfort you?
is it your light?
do the sheets caress your skin?
...like your lover's hand.
do the sheets fall from your erect nipples?
...giving light to the night.
...just before the dawn.
#night
27 reads
0 Comments
Danny11714
Danny117
Danny117
Poem Published
10th Mar 2018 2:26pm
10th Mar 2018 2:26pm
For a friend
Where is that smile that lights up your face
those cheeky smirks when your being coy
when we chat it feels so out of place
you dont seem happy and your usual joyful
self
its like you have taken your heart and locked it away, keeping it safe so it doesnt get hurt or betrayed
where is your usual happy face
if you are lost and need some space
fair enough i will disappear without a trace
but only if your promise that you will try and smile now and then
be happy not sad, just tell me when
i can be that shoulder that you need to cry on, i...
those cheeky smirks when your being coy
when we chat it feels so out of place
you dont seem happy and your usual joyful
self
its like you have taken your heart and locked it away, keeping it safe so it doesnt get hurt or betrayed
where is your usual happy face
if you are lost and need some space
fair enough i will disappear without a trace
but only if your promise that you will try and smile now and then
be happy not sad, just tell me when
i can be that shoulder that you need to cry on, i...
#friendship
59 reads
8 Comments
CharlotteMae
Poem Published
31st Mar 2018 4:58am
31st Mar 2018 4:58am
The Battle
A scarlet blade,
The mask of black,
Here was our battle,
There was no turning back.
As the young sith
Made his stand,
She swiftly charged
With saber in hand.
After the swords clashed,
He extended his arm,
Loudly yelling “Force push”,
While intending much harm.
She stumbled and fell
Pretending it worked,
Letting out a giggle
And a bit of a smirk.
Standing over her proudly,
He knew he was the winner.
Then mom yelled from downstairs,
“Guys, It’s time for dinner.”
The mask of black,
Here was our battle,
There was no turning back.
As the young sith
Made his stand,
She swiftly charged
With saber in hand.
After the swords clashed,
He extended his arm,
Loudly yelling “Force push”,
While intending much harm.
She stumbled and fell
Pretending it worked,
Letting out a giggle
And a bit of a smirk.
Standing over her proudly,
He knew he was the winner.
Then mom yelled from downstairs,
“Guys, It’s time for dinner.”
#brother
#family
#funny #memories
#funny #memories
62 reads
7 Comments
takis1917
Poem Published
24th Sep 2017 1:02pm
24th Sep 2017 1:02pm
Baptismal Gift
You shall seek and you shall not find!
That's how you are catalogued
by the math combinations cross-secting you
Centimeters you shall stand away from the objective!
Distance feeds you
and it feeds itself
You shall seek and you shall not find!
You shall be dressed in forms and theorems
You shall be sinking in valleys of abundant numbers and shapes
You shall be shouting: "It is I"
Infinite echoes shall respond: "Who?"
That's how you are catalogued
by the math combinations cross-secting you
Centimeters you shall stand away from the objective!
Distance feeds you
and it feeds itself
You shall seek and you shall not find!
You shall be dressed in forms and theorems
You shall be sinking in valleys of abundant numbers and shapes
You shall be shouting: "It is I"
Infinite echoes shall respond: "Who?"
128 reads
7 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
7th Jul 2017 1:07pm
7th Jul 2017 1:07pm
A Sea of Sand (No Man's Land)
Empty dwellings, along empty streets
And a soulless souk, where no one meets
No ears to hear the echoes from minarets
No eyes to see, a sea of sand repossess
Weatherworn stonework, the dust swirls and rises
The desert wants what it despises
A cloud of angry ochre writhes in the wind
The filtered sun opaque and dimmed
Hills of sand creep up to crumbling walls
Tops sailing over in wind whipped squalls
Piled and sculptured, the transforming dunes
Will never live, but will consume
A lizard watches, atop, on dancing feet
A cold...
And a soulless souk, where no one meets
No ears to hear the echoes from minarets
No eyes to see, a sea of sand repossess
Weatherworn stonework, the dust swirls and rises
The desert wants what it despises
A cloud of angry ochre writhes in the wind
The filtered sun opaque and dimmed
Hills of sand creep up to crumbling walls
Tops sailing over in wind whipped squalls
Piled and sculptured, the transforming dunes
Will never live, but will consume
A lizard watches, atop, on dancing feet
A cold...
720 reads
4 Comments
Nikk11
Whiskey_Eyes
Whiskey_Eyes
Poem Published
9th Apr 2018 9:16pm
9th Apr 2018 9:16pm
After the rain
Our years of love has come undone
I gave you 3 lives you broke my only one
I gave you the moon, sun, and the stars
You gave me lies, and abuse now I'm left with scars
Why isn't the love game ever played fair
What made you think I was willing to share
Who told you that I would stay forever
You fucked up and ran with trash and lost the treasure
Always busy trying to feed your egotistical ways
Woman after woman while I stayed home and slaved
You single handily destroyed the best thing you ever had
Now I sit back and laugh while you're...
I gave you 3 lives you broke my only one
I gave you the moon, sun, and the stars
You gave me lies, and abuse now I'm left with scars
Why isn't the love game ever played fair
What made you think I was willing to share
Who told you that I would stay forever
You fucked up and ran with trash and lost the treasure
Always busy trying to feed your egotistical ways
Woman after woman while I stayed home and slaved
You single handily destroyed the best thing you ever had
Now I sit back and laugh while you're...
#strength
#conflict
#lies
36 reads
5 Comments
DomistLoral
Poem Published
8th Apr 2018 11:35pm
8th Apr 2018 11:35pm
Brats Rebell
You call me a brat;
Well I might as well be that!
I might get a bat,
If you treat me like a scat.
Better watch your back
For I’m about to crack
Make you wish you didn’t have a sack
For it too will crack.
You thought my eyes could pierce,
Well my nails are quite fierce.
You’ll be no more my dearest
When I do my worst interference.
Try to seduce me,
That just puts you next to me.
You’ll be under my decree
For I am better than thee.
Well I might as well be that!
I might get a bat,
If you treat me like a scat.
Better watch your back
For I’m about to crack
Make you wish you didn’t have a sack
For it too will crack.
You thought my eyes could pierce,
Well my nails are quite fierce.
You’ll be no more my dearest
When I do my worst interference.
Try to seduce me,
That just puts you next to me.
You’ll be under my decree
For I am better than thee.
#honesty
49 reads
2 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2018 5:59am
22nd Apr 2018 5:59am
A Kiss
Never let me go. A promise between every deep-rooted
Kiss we leave behind. I pull you in closer so I can feel more
Than just your lips that taste like sweet wine. Your diluted
And dark eyes like the crescent moon in the sky. The war
And push/pull of clothes left behind. Your trail of hot
Kisses not only left on my lips, but on my neck, thighs,
Stomach and every place your lips can reach. A shot
And a direct line straight to heaven. It is like you baptize
Me and make me feel like a new woman. Someone
Who...
Kiss we leave behind. I pull you in closer so I can feel more
Than just your lips that taste like sweet wine. Your diluted
And dark eyes like the crescent moon in the sky. The war
And push/pull of clothes left behind. Your trail of hot
Kisses not only left on my lips, but on my neck, thighs,
Stomach and every place your lips can reach. A shot
And a direct line straight to heaven. It is like you baptize
Me and make me feel like a new woman. Someone
Who...
#sun
17 reads
0 Comments
lepperochan
Poem Published
26th Nov 2017 6:19pm
26th Nov 2017 6:19pm
Said a poet to another who deserved better
The juncture would be timeless
were it not for the starved eyes :
silent
like the bolt
of a crossbow
in flight
soft
like snow fall
on a windless
night
(())
I give up
but I don't
surrender
or want to
remember
anything past
a tiny
pink ribbon
were it not for the starved eyes :
silent
like the bolt
of a crossbow
in flight
soft
like snow fall
on a windless
night
(())
I give up
but I don't
surrender
or want to
remember
anything past
a tiny
pink ribbon
234 reads
14 Comments
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