Observational Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Poems written by Top Critiquers
fruit tree
i.
each word you spit
instead of convey
sits heavy as a grave
on your shoulders
we can’t carry the whole world
in our arms, especially
across barbwire beliefs
and minefields of thought
whispering ‘enemy’
it’s time for a proper burial
if we can reach the river
and lay it all down
without giving in
and killing one another first
ii.
i once wanted to build a poem
resembling a tree house
made of light and truth
so that anytime it...
each word you spit
instead of convey
sits heavy as a grave
on your shoulders
we can’t carry the whole world
in our arms, especially
across barbwire beliefs
and minefields of thought
whispering ‘enemy’
it’s time for a proper burial
if we can reach the river
and lay it all down
without giving in
and killing one another first
ii.
i once wanted to build a poem
resembling a tree house
made of light and truth
so that anytime it...
#hope
#trees
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Sweet Women, Sweet Lies
The sweetest thing about the nice women
Is that they always love to lie to tough Adam
And moreover, they know that also harsh men
Love tender women, because they love to lie
So, with respect shown, lying is women's charm
By which they lure men into their sweet bait
It is a paradox that has became a clear evidence
No one ever denies the irony of the lying fact
Women are beautiful, without a masked truth
Their tender voice, smart body is the very proof
With slender fingers and lightly falling...
Is that they always love to lie to tough Adam
And moreover, they know that also harsh men
Love tender women, because they love to lie
So, with respect shown, lying is women's charm
By which they lure men into their sweet bait
It is a paradox that has became a clear evidence
No one ever denies the irony of the lying fact
Women are beautiful, without a masked truth
Their tender voice, smart body is the very proof
With slender fingers and lightly falling...
#women
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The Pagan Hook
Envying the silence of trees
rustling leaves of Autumn
with whispers, I seek
then comes the fading light
with the pagan hook
raining down souls in dark dreams
echoing the winds of tribulation
of unforgiven sinners mirroring
stains of shadows appearing
rustling leaves of Autumn
with the pagan hook
rustling leaves of Autumn
with whispers, I seek
then comes the fading light
with the pagan hook
raining down souls in dark dreams
echoing the winds of tribulation
of unforgiven sinners mirroring
stains of shadows appearing
rustling leaves of Autumn
with the pagan hook
#corruption
#deception
#ignorance
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Rwanda Policy
dont dare
seek asylum
migrating
over water
will deliver you
as a criminal
escaping persecution
no excuse
nothing beneficial
coming here
we care little
for your plight
stifling freedom
is our stance
forget coherent
truth
after marching
thesevdangerous paths
find shutters up
and not wrlcome signs
cold indifference
creates better barriers
open hatred disguised
under law
twenty first century nazis
thriving within government
...
seek asylum
migrating
over water
will deliver you
as a criminal
escaping persecution
no excuse
nothing beneficial
coming here
we care little
for your plight
stifling freedom
is our stance
forget coherent
truth
after marching
thesevdangerous paths
find shutters up
and not wrlcome signs
cold indifference
creates better barriers
open hatred disguised
under law
twenty first century nazis
thriving within government
...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#politics
#racism
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destruction...
dust was blowing
in a whirlwind
is now buried
under the asphalt
Instead of fog,
toxic fumes
appear in the air
Today's man
has fallen in
love with
measuring
the length of clouds
Earth's beauty
is being robbed...
human curiosity
is increasing
Questions are
being asked
to the moon,
the sun,
the river,
the mountains
and the sea..
The winds
are blowing
in the direction
of destruction.
in a whirlwind
is now buried
under the asphalt
Instead of fog,
toxic fumes
appear in the air
Today's man
has fallen in
love with
measuring
the length of clouds
Earth's beauty
is being robbed...
human curiosity
is increasing
Questions are
being asked
to the moon,
the sun,
the river,
the mountains
and the sea..
The winds
are blowing
in the direction
of destruction.
#anxiety
#disappointment
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A day in a Nurses life
A day in a Nurses life
Many people do not see what a Nurse goes through each day my hat goes off to them.
The old man opens his eyes as I approach and manages a smile when he sees me.
“You again, young miss?” he struggles to speak.
She smiles and nods, checking his vitals, and fluffing his pillows. The old man is not long for this world; I hope his family makes it.
She sits and holds his hand for a few minutes, catching him up on the news, anything to take his mind off the inevitable.
As she leaves, the old man catches...
Many people do not see what a Nurse goes through each day my hat goes off to them.
The old man opens his eyes as I approach and manages a smile when he sees me.
“You again, young miss?” he struggles to speak.
She smiles and nods, checking his vitals, and fluffing his pillows. The old man is not long for this world; I hope his family makes it.
She sits and holds his hand for a few minutes, catching him up on the news, anything to take his mind off the inevitable.
As she leaves, the old man catches...
#LifeChangingMoment
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Today
Oh what drab, colorless roils drape the sky
As the sky, ashen, grey faced the sun
Clouds billowing
Spread out as tho' to compass all
The sun, the moon, and stars do hide
Those lamps of heavens reaffirming light
Tho' not darkest all -
Not as dark as familiar men's souls
Now conspiracy and conceit do creep
As knavery, treachery, like the worm doth crawl
Burrowing archly in soft rot
Not as men who on stout legs stand
Thin voices hiss the birthing of death
So discourse this discordant band
Full of hubris and cold...
As the sky, ashen, grey faced the sun
Clouds billowing
Spread out as tho' to compass all
The sun, the moon, and stars do hide
Those lamps of heavens reaffirming light
Tho' not darkest all -
Not as dark as familiar men's souls
Now conspiracy and conceit do creep
As knavery, treachery, like the worm doth crawl
Burrowing archly in soft rot
Not as men who on stout legs stand
Thin voices hiss the birthing of death
So discourse this discordant band
Full of hubris and cold...
#men
#betrayal
#manipulation #deception
#manipulation #deception
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Hymn to the Land
bury your wounds, allowing
moorland dirt to coat fingernails
thinking of soles and toes and ankles
drumming dirt with the dance
of memories, of Beltane fires
wild arms extended
fingers flexed as if reaching
through clouds, weaving
night into glorious day
let a body drop, the weight of it
swaying gently on hammocks
made of willow branches
waiting for rain—
pure, crystalline droplets
falling from a mottled sky
giving yourself over to it all
bruised, yet full and feeling
because you...
moorland dirt to coat fingernails
thinking of soles and toes and ankles
drumming dirt with the dance
of memories, of Beltane fires
wild arms extended
fingers flexed as if reaching
through clouds, weaving
night into glorious day
let a body drop, the weight of it
swaying gently on hammocks
made of willow branches
waiting for rain—
pure, crystalline droplets
falling from a mottled sky
giving yourself over to it all
bruised, yet full and feeling
because you...
#Britain
#meditation
#pagan
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... while under the influence
you pulled me over (to you)
asked me for my name
told me I was being detained
didn’t tell me why
but said you could do it anyway
told me to follow you with my eyes
and to walk the line
I did everything you said
After all of your tests…
You told me to blow hard
Not to stop until you said…
But you never said stop!
asked me for my name
told me I was being detained
didn’t tell me why
but said you could do it anyway
told me to follow you with my eyes
and to walk the line
I did everything you said
After all of your tests…
You told me to blow hard
Not to stop until you said…
But you never said stop!
#relationships
#alcohol
#marijuana
#funny
#dirty
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another book in a piled anthem to anxieties
he says "read me
without language"
In order to flourish embrace
we need to feel " more" comfortable
I heard a reflection on how to hang with bats
not seeking validation in fire flies
since they quicly loose their light
navagating thread patterns
thought as imposter
cacophonic
days
cycles, weather, changing wheels
all reflects amplified because these are doors
to which we have keys
there is none who will...
without language"
In order to flourish embrace
we need to feel " more" comfortable
I heard a reflection on how to hang with bats
not seeking validation in fire flies
since they quicly loose their light
navagating thread patterns
thought as imposter
cacophonic
days
cycles, weather, changing wheels
all reflects amplified because these are doors
to which we have keys
there is none who will...
#MentalHealth
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somebody, anybody! explain this to me, please !
what is the reason our
politicians and civic
leaders seem to
believe that by saying
"WE CAN SYMPATHIZE,
BUT..."
really does anyone
any fucking good!
politicians and civic
leaders seem to
believe that by saying
"WE CAN SYMPATHIZE,
BUT..."
really does anyone
any fucking good!
#anger
#disappointment
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Apollo!
Brilliant Luna shines tonight
Into our humble yard
with a heavenly golden light
I cannot disregard.
So lovely is that lunar gold
that I am by its force
compelled to think of thoughts untold
and of their utmost source!
And so my thoughts to craters go
and all their impact ways
of high albedo afterglow
seen from ejecta rays...
which tell us of the lunar past
and all the hits it took
from meteor and comet blast...
our naked eyes forsook!
Into our humble yard
with a heavenly golden light
I cannot disregard.
So lovely is that lunar gold
that I am by its force
compelled to think of thoughts untold
and of their utmost source!
And so my thoughts to craters go
and all their impact ways
of high albedo afterglow
seen from ejecta rays...
which tell us of the lunar past
and all the hits it took
from meteor and comet blast...
our naked eyes forsook!
#moon
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