Miscellaneous Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Thank You
Thank you for giving me happiness. Thank you for giving me a time in my life when I didn’t cry myself to sleep with the last thought in my head a plea to God to please let me not wake up in the morning. Thank you for your patience, acceptance and understanding even when you didn’t really want to give it anymore. Thank you for knowing that I needed to feel like I belonged and giving me the space to express my self. Thank you for your decency and humanity. I appreciate you.
#gratitude
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Paid For
In a world of consumerism
I hoped one thing would be free.
As it wasn’t tangible
how could it possibly be purchased?
Pleading for an emotional refund
I was declined the reimbursement.
Because in the end,
we are all bought.
Final Sale!
I hoped one thing would be free.
As it wasn’t tangible
how could it possibly be purchased?
Pleading for an emotional refund
I was declined the reimbursement.
Because in the end,
we are all bought.
Final Sale!
#love
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26 Comments
Chevron in Repose
Miscellaneous
Obscure
Obtuse
Thinking but not admitting
Write
Delete
On call when you need me ...
Obscure
Obtuse
Thinking but not admitting
Write
Delete
On call when you need me ...
#art
#minimalist
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15 Comments
The Perfect Poem
Ah, the perfect poem.
Does it occur when you are sufficiently stoned?
Or when the agony begins to bloat?
Or when in cherry blood, joy floats?
Lies eloquently disguise truths.
Truth promenades as lies.
Poetic words speak to the roots that keep us alive.
Should it provoke intricate questions of the soul?
As landmines of resonance fill our holes.
Does it occur when you are sufficiently stoned?
Or when the agony begins to bloat?
Or when in cherry blood, joy floats?
Lies eloquently disguise truths.
Truth promenades as lies.
Poetic words speak to the roots that keep us alive.
Should it provoke intricate questions of the soul?
As landmines of resonance fill our holes.
#WritersBlock
#PowerOfWords
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4 Comments
MY NAME IS JUDE
My name is Jude,
from Cornwall's Bude.
Lifeboats I crewed.
I am a dude
who drinks things brewed,
and does go nude.
Not being rude;
in terms not crude,
I'm just no prude
in attitude
to clothes eschewed
in solitude,
where multitude
with mindsets lewd
do not intrude.
from Cornwall's Bude.
Lifeboats I crewed.
I am a dude
who drinks things brewed,
and does go nude.
Not being rude;
in terms not crude,
I'm just no prude
in attitude
to clothes eschewed
in solitude,
where multitude
with mindsets lewd
do not intrude.
#men
#rhyming
#funny
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1 Comment
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 ...
869 reads
32 Comments
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
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Magicians and love,
Two things that seem to have nothing in common,
But when you think about it,
They both require a certain kind of charm.
A magician captivates his audience,
With tricks and illusions so grand,
But a lover too, must capture the heart,
With words and actions that are planned.
Both require a certain kind of skill,
To keep the audience or lover engaged,
The magician with his sleight of hand,
And the lover with his words so sage.
The magician creates an atmosphere of wonder,
As he makes objects disappear and reappear, ...
But when you think about it,
They both require a certain kind of charm.
A magician captivates his audience,
With tricks and illusions so grand,
But a lover too, must capture the heart,
With words and actions that are planned.
Both require a certain kind of skill,
To keep the audience or lover engaged,
The magician with his sleight of hand,
And the lover with his words so sage.
The magician creates an atmosphere of wonder,
As he makes objects disappear and reappear, ...
#love
#magic
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2 Comments
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
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6 Comments
Little Jack Homer
Little Jack Homer sat in his corner eating his porridge pie
Along came a spider and sat down beside her as he sung to the masses her myths of an identity she denies
So far embedded in the treachery of web lies
Another tale to achieve fallen tears of blind eyes
Wickedness should never stir a black widow
When looking at greatness through the outside of windows
Wisdom always knows the way foolishness flow
A genital pretending to be a dick the concept, from the pate is low
I am sure Little...
Along came a spider and sat down beside her as he sung to the masses her myths of an identity she denies
So far embedded in the treachery of web lies
Another tale to achieve fallen tears of blind eyes
Wickedness should never stir a black widow
When looking at greatness through the outside of windows
Wisdom always knows the way foolishness flow
A genital pretending to be a dick the concept, from the pate is low
I am sure Little...
#dark
#pagan
#witches
#manipulation
#deception
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2 Comments
evergreen
I stood beneath the trees
breathing in their essence
indefinable
indescribable
thick upon an ancient breeze
unmoving
frozen in a moment
my tears falling with the leaves
lost in a memory
real & untouched
of a time before I lived
purity of being
innocent
and unsullied
comforting just knowing
I hold it still
inside
when at times it feels
my anguished silent cries
fall on deafened ears
and break on blinded eyes
breathing in their essence
indefinable
indescribable
thick upon an ancient breeze
unmoving
frozen in a moment
my tears falling with the leaves
lost in a memory
real & untouched
of a time before I lived
purity of being
innocent
and unsullied
comforting just knowing
I hold it still
inside
when at times it feels
my anguished silent cries
fall on deafened ears
and break on blinded eyes
#strength
#beauty
#LifeStruggles
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STORM CLOUDS MAKES US SO VERY HAPPY
While everyone else hides away and falls fast asleep
I'll throw on an extra layer and outdoors I will creep
to play and revel in the high winds and wild persipation
caring not whether others will join me in my recreation
What wondrous beauty is found within the earth and sky
as the world around absorbs it all and the clouds have a cry
too bad for them who do not want to join in on all the fun
watching the rainbow slowly appear as out again comes the sun
laugh as I will stomp and jump in the...
I'll throw on an extra layer and outdoors I will creep
to play and revel in the high winds and wild persipation
caring not whether others will join me in my recreation
What wondrous beauty is found within the earth and sky
as the world around absorbs it all and the clouds have a cry
too bad for them who do not want to join in on all the fun
watching the rainbow slowly appear as out again comes the sun
laugh as I will stomp and jump in the...
#happiness
#earth
#water #bittersweet
#water #bittersweet
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