Miscellaneous Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Ahavati
Poem Published
18th Sep 2019 4:24pm
18th Sep 2019 4:24pm
nacre
September Visual
#books
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #reading
#WritingPoetry #reading
114 reads
13 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
25th Aug 2019 8:43pm
25th Aug 2019 8:43pm
PROCESS OF A REAL LOVE
As we grow from a seed to a flower let us bloom with each touch of the sunshine against our seed buried beneath the soil of the ground from MOTHER NATURE, like that from the womb of a OUR mother that gives us life like a tree of LIFE GIVEN LIFE TO GROW AND BLOOM LIKE THE FLOWER OR TREE YOU WERE TO BE BORN.
...
...
#inspirational
#confessional
#memorial
98 reads
20 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
19th Sep 2019 9:53pm
19th Sep 2019 9:53pm
Not Fishin’ for Platys or Pus(s)
I know for a fact
Minxie’s cast lines and hooks
I know it’s just that
looking for fish, letters
Books
Of or and about
Her and lines and sinker
catch those effin
Platys no push or fuss
No mammal
no no no pus
or puss like a cute kitten
wet and wanting
crack is the tuna
to sing a meow
& now I am certain
You understand
this
Platypus spill
cryptic and
wish
It was something else!!!
Laugh Minx (Minxy) ...
Minxie’s cast lines and hooks
I know it’s just that
looking for fish, letters
Books
Of or and about
Her and lines and sinker
catch those effin
Platys no push or fuss
No mammal
no no no pus
or puss like a cute kitten
wet and wanting
crack is the tuna
to sing a meow
& now I am certain
You understand
this
Platypus spill
cryptic and
wish
It was something else!!!
Laugh Minx (Minxy) ...
#friendship
#animals
#funny #fish
#funny #fish
64 reads
17 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Oct 2018 2:00pm
13th Oct 2018 2:00pm
The Wind Knows My Name
The wind knows my name
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently lifting my hair whipping it around my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally messes up my hairdo when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection
Then he blows my way to advise me of his devotion, his dedication
I hear his...
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently lifting my hair whipping it around my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally messes up my hairdo when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection
Then he blows my way to advise me of his devotion, his dedication
I hear his...
#love
#wind
184 reads
13 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
11th Sep 2019 3:41am
11th Sep 2019 3:41am
public service announcement
WARNING: :
never stand behind
an elephant that
has eaten six dozen
burritos and washed
it all down with a keg
of beer.
never stand behind
an elephant that
has eaten six dozen
burritos and washed
it all down with a keg
of beer.
#wisdom
42 reads
10 Comments
PandoraUnleashed
Poem Published
1st Sep 2019 8:06pm
1st Sep 2019 8:06pm
Throw Away The Key....
It takes the opening of antiquated doors
& watching the bittersweet narrative play out before us.
To wander the nostalgic hallways, in awe, at the mortar & stone that we've built around picturesque landscapes.
Allowing a peace ~ like numbness to eclipse the burdening torment
__ just as the last curtain has been called. Realizing the fractured heart and impassioned tears were just a casualty
of a mere...
a p p a r i t i o n
...
& watching the bittersweet narrative play out before us.
To wander the nostalgic hallways, in awe, at the mortar & stone that we've built around picturesque landscapes.
Allowing a peace ~ like numbness to eclipse the burdening torment
__ just as the last curtain has been called. Realizing the fractured heart and impassioned tears were just a casualty
of a mere...
a p p a r i t i o n
...
#prose
#metaphor
#hurt
215 reads
41 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
5th Sep 2019 5:50am
5th Sep 2019 5:50am
Nonna
She was barely five feet tall with a personality twice that height.
I only remember her with beautiful snow white hair and a devilish wit.
She came to the states at nineteen speaking no English
and only a sixth grade education.
She wasn’t afraid of hard work and while her family had money back home that wasn’t the case anymore.
She met nonno later in life than was typical for a girl of that time and married him against her father’s wishes.
They were working class folk and raised their family with old country traditions while...
I only remember her with beautiful snow white hair and a devilish wit.
She came to the states at nineteen speaking no English
and only a sixth grade education.
She wasn’t afraid of hard work and while her family had money back home that wasn’t the case anymore.
She met nonno later in life than was typical for a girl of that time and married him against her father’s wishes.
They were working class folk and raised their family with old country traditions while...
#love
#gratitude
#admiration
62 reads
12 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Sep 2017 2:33pm
9th Sep 2017 2:33pm
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 ...
391 reads
32 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
19th Sep 2019 9:47pm
19th Sep 2019 9:47pm
Unforgiven
#PopCulture
#redemption
#morality
32 reads
2 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
13th Jun 2019 6:46pm
13th Jun 2019 6:46pm
This Atlas
Hello, Friend
Pain
Is the god of
Fear,
Which drives me
Here,
It seems,
Annually,
To these
Mournful
White
Halls
Witness:
Blood on his weather worn
Skin,
(Ink,
Parchment),
His eyes are more
Calm
Than those
Who blot the flesh
(Canvas)
And wrap
(Paper)
Linens about his
Frail
(Quill)
Limbs
He is aged
Wisdom,
Long suffering is a
Friend
Beyond the silent
Pane
Of glass, ...
Pain
Is the god of
Fear,
Which drives me
Here,
It seems,
Annually,
To these
Mournful
White
Halls
Witness:
Blood on his weather worn
Skin,
(Ink,
Parchment),
His eyes are more
Calm
Than those
Who blot the flesh
(Canvas)
And wrap
(Paper)
Linens about his
Frail
(Quill)
Limbs
He is aged
Wisdom,
Long suffering is a
Friend
Beyond the silent
Pane
Of glass, ...
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#illness
#humankind
#aging
248 reads
24 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
15th Sep 2019 5:07am
15th Sep 2019 5:07am
Soldier in gloom watching flowers bloom
I grow flower til my eyes are sore
The tears fall like rain in a down pour
Red poppies in the flower bed
Reminder of the soldiers that are dead
Blue iris we have laid
Showing devotion with faith
Red and white roses on the lattice wall
For the men and women who stood tall
Peonies around the swing give feeling
A sign of hope your healing
Hydrangeas to show reference
To their perseverance
Sword lillies blooming true
To show a soldier his do
Down close to the creek you see Statice
Remeberance of a lost ones status ...
The tears fall like rain in a down pour
Red poppies in the flower bed
Reminder of the soldiers that are dead
Blue iris we have laid
Showing devotion with faith
Red and white roses on the lattice wall
For the men and women who stood tall
Peonies around the swing give feeling
A sign of hope your healing
Hydrangeas to show reference
To their perseverance
Sword lillies blooming true
To show a soldier his do
Down close to the creek you see Statice
Remeberance of a lost ones status ...
#sadness
#regret
#grief
#heartbroken
#respect
19 reads
4 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
15th Jun 2019 5:17pm
15th Jun 2019 5:17pm
Late Bloomer
The compliment in maturing
was to catch the eye
in later years,
the pudgy mid-teens
result in missed rites
and a head full of variations
An easy dismissal
that kind of boy
- polite and patient
The time would come
to be nourished in a woman's mercy
but raging hormones
did little to quell that eternity
Surrounded in potential
and lacking that quick charisma
(or maybe simply confidence)
to set the night on fire
But tonight, she recognized me
and I took full advantage.
was to catch the eye
in later years,
the pudgy mid-teens
result in missed rites
and a head full of variations
An easy dismissal
that kind of boy
- polite and patient
The time would come
to be nourished in a woman's mercy
but raging hormones
did little to quell that eternity
Surrounded in potential
and lacking that quick charisma
(or maybe simply confidence)
to set the night on fire
But tonight, she recognized me
and I took full advantage.
#memories
#crush
#healing
83 reads
4 Comments
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