Observational Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Poems written by Top Critiquers
runningturtle87
Poem Published
6th Apr 2023 2:02am
6th Apr 2023 2:02am
Reality Is Mind
Reality Is Mind
The function
of the form is
to house
that function.
The form
is its own function.
The CTMU:
The back
of the head
evolved eyes
on its blindside,
knowing exactly
what it would find:
the Self-Directed,
still evolving.
Submitting
to reality
and dominating
our vanities,
we bring
all sides
of ourselves
into inner,
integrated
harmony.
The function
of the form is
to house
that function.
The form
is its own function.
The CTMU:
The back
of the head
evolved eyes
on its blindside,
knowing exactly
what it would find:
the Self-Directed,
still evolving.
Submitting
to reality
and dominating
our vanities,
we bring
all sides
of ourselves
into inner,
integrated
harmony.
#universe
#shadows
#evolution
250 reads
2 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
Today 12:25pm
Today 12:25pm
Tayassuidae Family, Visits
12/30
Tayassuidae Family, Visits
it’s 3am
the Squadron’s musty scent persists
7 adults, 2 of which Parents of
two cute foot-long “Reds”
no idea why
Javelinas congregate
just outside my front door
Perhaps it’s an Empath gig
natural attraction
Flora, Fauna…..Fae?
Whatever their reasons
a wee bit annoying
when I am ready to
start my day or
awaiting a
grocery delivery
53 unique words
Tayassuidae Family, Visits
it’s 3am
the Squadron’s musty scent persists
7 adults, 2 of which Parents of
two cute foot-long “Reds”
no idea why
Javelinas congregate
just outside my front door
Perhaps it’s an Empath gig
natural attraction
Flora, Fauna…..Fae?
Whatever their reasons
a wee bit annoying
when I am ready to
start my day or
awaiting a
grocery delivery
53 unique words
#animals
#morning
24 reads
2 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 9:32am
9th Mar 2025 9:32am
copy
hey babe
there is a
difference
between
BAR
n
BRA
...totally
different meaning
totally different words
with same alphabets
but
yaaa
I
can take off
my BRA in the BAR
n can show
my ample
milky boobies...
can you do that??
when the world
gets dark n lonely
i became a candle,
wrapped with red velvet,,
to burn in someone's fire...
can you do that??
babe...
don't make yourself a fool
be...
there is a
difference
between
BAR
n
BRA
...totally
different meaning
totally different words
with same alphabets
but
yaaa
I
can take off
my BRA in the BAR
n can show
my ample
milky boobies...
can you do that??
when the world
gets dark n lonely
i became a candle,
wrapped with red velvet,,
to burn in someone's fire...
can you do that??
babe...
don't make yourself a fool
be...
#anger
#mirror
142 reads
9 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2021 00:36am
23rd Dec 2021 00:36am
Sic 'Em
Women in the hood are being asked to mass produce
Brothers dying in the streets have gone up instead of being reduced
The need for more soldiers has shot through the roof
Just hold your ears to the streets if you're looking for more proof
There was already wars going on before the cop brought in extra troops
All with instructions, "if he's wearing a hoodie, no questions, just shoot"
The lines have been drawn, this is a war zone
Soldiers are being killed if any sign of a man is shown
"Boy you better get down, you better not try and...
Brothers dying in the streets have gone up instead of being reduced
The need for more soldiers has shot through the roof
Just hold your ears to the streets if you're looking for more proof
There was already wars going on before the cop brought in extra troops
All with instructions, "if he's wearing a hoodie, no questions, just shoot"
The lines have been drawn, this is a war zone
Soldiers are being killed if any sign of a man is shown
"Boy you better get down, you better not try and...
#HumanRights
#inequality
633 reads
18 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
14th May 2022 2:40pm
14th May 2022 2:40pm
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
603 reads
2 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 1:20pm
8th Apr 2025 1:20pm
going down for the third time
we are so busy
drowning
that we don't even
have time to
save ourselves
drowning
that we don't even
have time to
save ourselves
#ignorance
#responsibility
84 reads
6 Comments
Sappho
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 9:18am
24th Apr 2024 9:18am
The Green Classroom
Lying on the soil of the forest
My refuge and my sanctuary
All my senses sharpened
Attentively observing the wildlife
I become a humble student of
All the mysteries of nature
Snail shells, ferns and hexagonal
Honeycombs teach me about
Sacred Geometry
From birds, howling wolves,
Rustling leaves and buzzing insects
I get to know the harmony of music
Nature's circle of
Birth, death and rebirth
Allows me insights in religion
Trees with their strong bonds and
Supportive relationships
Are my...
My refuge and my sanctuary
All my senses sharpened
Attentively observing the wildlife
I become a humble student of
All the mysteries of nature
Snail shells, ferns and hexagonal
Honeycombs teach me about
Sacred Geometry
From birds, howling wolves,
Rustling leaves and buzzing insects
I get to know the harmony of music
Nature's circle of
Birth, death and rebirth
Allows me insights in religion
Trees with their strong bonds and
Supportive relationships
Are my...
#gratitude
#inspirational
141 reads
2 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 9:58pm
10th Nov 2024 9:58pm
By the light of the fire we write
Tears refuse to fall
Words remain unspoken
The potent mind
Rusts in soulessness
The aces are held
So are the kings and queens
Held as they deal
Without faces
Everybody loses
Details, details in truth
Crash of sensibiltiy
Mowing the grass
Pulling out the flowering weeds
Sheltering the undergrowth
For reptilian love
What should be done is forgotten
What is done is murderous
What could be done, is buried
Under tons of wasted thoughts
All we need is taken
Stolen and...
Words remain unspoken
The potent mind
Rusts in soulessness
The aces are held
So are the kings and queens
Held as they deal
Without faces
Everybody loses
Details, details in truth
Crash of sensibiltiy
Mowing the grass
Pulling out the flowering weeds
Sheltering the undergrowth
For reptilian love
What should be done is forgotten
What is done is murderous
What could be done, is buried
Under tons of wasted thoughts
All we need is taken
Stolen and...
#dark
#greed
#hope
#kindness
#tolerance
194 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 2:56pm
4th Feb 2025 2:56pm
Poetry SNOBS ...
Ink must flow in lines,
metered, measured, high-minded
else it is not art.
They sneer at free verse,
counting feet like prison bars,
locking out the wild.
Rhyme too clean? Too trite.
Rhyme too loose? Unrefined slop.
Gold melts in their hands.
Ancient names they quote,
wielding rules like brittle swords
paper cuts still sting.
Silence when they read,
hushed as if the gods had penned
what they claim to own.
Yet wind speaks in gusts,
rivers carve new paths through stone ...
metered, measured, high-minded
else it is not art.
They sneer at free verse,
counting feet like prison bars,
locking out the wild.
Rhyme too clean? Too trite.
Rhyme too loose? Unrefined slop.
Gold melts in their hands.
Ancient names they quote,
wielding rules like brittle swords
paper cuts still sting.
Silence when they read,
hushed as if the gods had penned
what they claim to own.
Yet wind speaks in gusts,
rivers carve new paths through stone ...
#LifeAsAWriter
83 reads
4 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 2:01am
25th Feb 2025 2:01am
Esta Narcissus
Esta a childhood friend in a crowded room
she reigns with flair thinking she’s a queen
or at least a princess with her silken hair
her face aglow with ready laughter
her smiles are wide her eyes sparkles
soft spoken but with sharp-edged words
like a whirlwind she spins her charms
behind her eyes inwardly scared
during each quiet moment she knows
she is not liked by all around
as slight drizzles as morning dew
flitting butterfly, fleeting in every round
her stories remind me of Munchausen
a trip...
she reigns with flair thinking she’s a queen
or at least a princess with her silken hair
her face aglow with ready laughter
her smiles are wide her eyes sparkles
soft spoken but with sharp-edged words
like a whirlwind she spins her charms
behind her eyes inwardly scared
during each quiet moment she knows
she is not liked by all around
as slight drizzles as morning dew
flitting butterfly, fleeting in every round
her stories remind me of Munchausen
a trip...
#identity
94 reads
4 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
4th Jan 2024 1:47am
4th Jan 2024 1:47am
Icing On The Cake
The clearest thing life has to offer
Inevitably, you will live
But without any hints or tips
One day the gonna say you are late
How many dives how many lies?
I deserve one more bite of my last pie
Before I die
Diary of a born rebound guy
Who will buy?
True or fake
Death's the icing on any cake
Do you actually know what it takes?
So always sigh deep only when the day breaks
Living, wondering when it is my due date
Let's set
But I need nor bet
We have never met
Before, but we will all die...
Inevitably, you will live
But without any hints or tips
One day the gonna say you are late
How many dives how many lies?
I deserve one more bite of my last pie
Before I die
Diary of a born rebound guy
Who will buy?
True or fake
Death's the icing on any cake
Do you actually know what it takes?
So always sigh deep only when the day breaks
Living, wondering when it is my due date
Let's set
But I need nor bet
We have never met
Before, but we will all die...
#religion
#TruthOfLife
#morality
221 reads
2 Comments
Zazzles
Broom
Broom
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 00:07am
18th Feb 2025 00:07am
Dumb Things Narcissists Say # 2
Come to daddy
said the middle aged man
to his senior-citizen pet
the pet looks up
then flopped back down.
The man repeats himself
then says, you know daddy
has a bad leg, like wtf?
Copyright © 2025 J. Doucette
All rights Reserved
said the middle aged man
to his senior-citizen pet
the pet looks up
then flopped back down.
The man repeats himself
then says, you know daddy
has a bad leg, like wtf?
Copyright © 2025 J. Doucette
All rights Reserved
#PowerOfWords
161 reads
9 Comments
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