Miscellaneous Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Returning Home
Feel like a stranger
So many years have gone by
Where does this leave me?
So many years have gone by
Where does this leave me?
#loneliness
#haiku
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
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Der Kaiser
They say legends never die
Their stories becoming something of a myth
But for those from another generation
They bore witness to the greats
Somewhere up there a dream team is playing together
Cruyff, Maradona, Pele, Charlton
And now Franz joins them
Rest in Peace Der Kaiser
Their stories becoming something of a myth
But for those from another generation
They bore witness to the greats
Somewhere up there a dream team is playing together
Cruyff, Maradona, Pele, Charlton
And now Franz joins them
Rest in Peace Der Kaiser
#death
#sports
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The View From My Window
The September wind pushes the tree branches as they yield and sway, joyfully.
I sit quietly.
The dry leaves scatter like the goodbyes
of an old woman ready to leave this life.
The wind beckons the crisp fall air as if to say,
"Go to the place of your dreams with peace"
The streetlights' glow tell me it's either evening or morning.
But what do they know?
Birds sing with their wings dancing in the light.
The glimmer allows me to unfold a memory
I've tucked away in the hope chest of my heart
I look to the...
I sit quietly.
The dry leaves scatter like the goodbyes
of an old woman ready to leave this life.
The wind beckons the crisp fall air as if to say,
"Go to the place of your dreams with peace"
The streetlights' glow tell me it's either evening or morning.
But what do they know?
Birds sing with their wings dancing in the light.
The glimmer allows me to unfold a memory
I've tucked away in the hope chest of my heart
I look to the...
#sadness
#memories
#illness
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finite ll
where do I go?
i've come to the end
verses that once bridged the void
no longer take me to the flowery fields
& sunlit forests of meditation
my words now a winding stairway deep inside
where poetry is an opera of screams
that echos off the steel wall of my mental trap
I seek visions to free me
& one by one they die within
stillborn thoughts
I wonder do these ideas get reincarnated
in the minds of others
I push myself to press on ...
i've come to the end
verses that once bridged the void
no longer take me to the flowery fields
& sunlit forests of meditation
my words now a winding stairway deep inside
where poetry is an opera of screams
that echos off the steel wall of my mental trap
I seek visions to free me
& one by one they die within
stillborn thoughts
I wonder do these ideas get reincarnated
in the minds of others
I push myself to press on ...
#PopCulture
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32 Comments
THE OUTSIDE IS SECONDARY
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
#orgasm
#seductive
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2 Comments
Secret Stream
Even with the departure of a defeated winter.
Spring's backstage feeling very conceited.
Bare branches still bend in their naked contortion.
With blatant desire for lush summer leaves fortune.
The trees whispered their longing
telepathically to the breeze.
The stream was a mysterious gold, green & brown.
Translucent was the elder boulder ground.
The drapes of hemlock need no announcing sound.
Below rock bottom, is a hardly reached equation.
A survival where peace is the eternal sum.
The secret stream will restore your inner...
Spring's backstage feeling very conceited.
Bare branches still bend in their naked contortion.
With blatant desire for lush summer leaves fortune.
The trees whispered their longing
telepathically to the breeze.
The stream was a mysterious gold, green & brown.
Translucent was the elder boulder ground.
The drapes of hemlock need no announcing sound.
Below rock bottom, is a hardly reached equation.
A survival where peace is the eternal sum.
The secret stream will restore your inner...
#spring
#nature
#peace
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17 Comments
I Know Not
The constancy of your love
Has confounded me from the beginning
Having never sought it
Why would you give it so freely
In very small increments
The nature of my thoughts turned
An unrequited love was let go
A new trajectory set its path
Of all the minutes in a day
And all the days in a year
Never did you miss an opportunity
To tell me you loved me
My mind set to wonder
How would I carry on if you left
I know not
Has confounded me from the beginning
Having never sought it
Why would you give it so freely
In very small increments
The nature of my thoughts turned
An unrequited love was let go
A new trajectory set its path
Of all the minutes in a day
And all the days in a year
Never did you miss an opportunity
To tell me you loved me
My mind set to wonder
How would I carry on if you left
I know not
#love
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aspiring (poet)
i may
not seem
to be
the standard
poet,
but i
do aspire
to entertain,
to help
lines age
themselves,
unveil burning
candles, to
light up
the distance,
to
help give
sight to
the sightless.
not seem
to be
the standard
poet,
but i
do aspire
to entertain,
to help
lines age
themselves,
unveil burning
candles, to
light up
the distance,
to
help give
sight to
the sightless.
#inspirational
#FreeVerse
#uplifting
#minimalist
#metaphor
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THE GIVER and A TAKER
The give and take in love should reach a mean
whereby the two would be equally disbursed,
so givers' hearts would never suffer lean,
cold hungry hours without love reimbursed.
And those who take would never reach the stage
of ravenous and selfish, one-way traits.
Such balance would create a better age,
if give and take maintained their equal weights.
But somehow this could never balance out,
for givers give beyond the gifts they bear;
in turn, must feed on crumbs, for without doubt;
the hungry takers take beyond their share. ...
whereby the two would be equally disbursed,
so givers' hearts would never suffer lean,
cold hungry hours without love reimbursed.
And those who take would never reach the stage
of ravenous and selfish, one-way traits.
Such balance would create a better age,
if give and take maintained their equal weights.
But somehow this could never balance out,
for givers give beyond the gifts they bear;
in turn, must feed on crumbs, for without doubt;
the hungry takers take beyond their share. ...
#sadness
#hope
#forgiveness
#disappointment
#bittersweet
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Collage 8808438
Parts and labor
Artist
Recycled big box store carton
Glue and application
Gritty
Small space decor
One off
Pleasing to create …
Artist
Recycled big box store carton
Glue and application
Gritty
Small space decor
One off
Pleasing to create …
#identity
#inspirational
#art
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14 Comments
Israel
Peace was a promised land
of milk and honey
after 400 years of servitude.
But there were wars—
and rumors of wars
scattering the twelve tribes
to the four corners of the globe.
Then came ghettos of burgundy blood
dried between cobblestones,
and scientific experiments
pronouncing victims dead or deformed
. . .while the world looked on.
Until it threatened them.
Home was a promised land—
a final return
after many a...
of milk and honey
after 400 years of servitude.
But there were wars—
and rumors of wars
scattering the twelve tribes
to the four corners of the globe.
Then came ghettos of burgundy blood
dried between cobblestones,
and scientific experiments
pronouncing victims dead or deformed
. . .while the world looked on.
Until it threatened them.
Home was a promised land—
a final return
after many a...
#war
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12 Comments
Salt of Life
still remember
the day i arrived
silenced bird with
disfigured wings
insecure about
everything but
willing to evolve
you came my way
spoke of sound
enjambment
onomatopoeia
rhythm and flow
showed me how
to cut & prune
paved the way
to better writes
but the thing that
inspires me most is
your brutal honesty
and steadfastness
to not withhold
thanks Todski
because of you
and your support
i’ve...
the day i arrived
silenced bird with
disfigured wings
insecure about
everything but
willing to evolve
you came my way
spoke of sound
enjambment
onomatopoeia
rhythm and flow
showed me how
to cut & prune
paved the way
to better writes
but the thing that
inspires me most is
your brutal honesty
and steadfastness
to not withhold
thanks Todski
because of you
and your support
i’ve...
#gratitude
911 reads
43 Comments
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