Observational Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 1:27am
8th Jan 2025 1:27am
The End is Nigh.
A dystopian future is at our door
Facts on Facebook checked no more
Open the sewer let the clowns speak
Lies and deceipt will reach a new peak.
Orwell was prescient with the Ministry of Truth.
Bradbury knew the temperature at which books burned.
And Huxley foresaw a society off their tits on Soma, subdued, placated and duped.
The genies of Zuckerberg,Musk,Trump and countless others cannot be put back in the bottle.
Disinformation is the new truth.
Facts on Facebook checked no more
Open the sewer let the clowns speak
Lies and deceipt will reach a new peak.
Orwell was prescient with the Ministry of Truth.
Bradbury knew the temperature at which books burned.
And Huxley foresaw a society off their tits on Soma, subdued, placated and duped.
The genies of Zuckerberg,Musk,Trump and countless others cannot be put back in the bottle.
Disinformation is the new truth.
#betrayal
#lies
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Her
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 10:06pm
7th Jan 2025 10:06pm
These Days - A Collaboration With WillowsWhimsies
Where are the real souls
Unafraid to be themselves
Scarred and raw with honest words
Why are hands more often open
Than hearts and minds
More willing to take than share
What happened to unapologetic truth
Finding joy in less than more
Opening windows rather than closing doors
Who said it was okay
To make emotions unavailable
In the name of not getting hurt
I’d give my next heartbeat
To receive true sincerity
But it seems these days that’s a rarity
Unafraid to be themselves
Scarred and raw with honest words
Why are hands more often open
Than hearts and minds
More willing to take than share
What happened to unapologetic truth
Finding joy in less than more
Opening windows rather than closing doors
Who said it was okay
To make emotions unavailable
In the name of not getting hurt
I’d give my next heartbeat
To receive true sincerity
But it seems these days that’s a rarity
#disappointment
#frustration
#greed
#hypocrisy
#lies
137 reads
14 Comments
brokentitanium
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k.
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 8:41pm
7th Jan 2025 8:41pm
On Courage
It has little to do with bravery
or fear
or rugged badassery
It’s the letting go
laying down
that fuckit moment
in a set jaw
when inaction feels more dangerous
than meeting a tiger of terror
***
Faced with the option of
being torn to obstinate shreds
left for dead
or
languishing in the rot of regret
agonizing endlessly over what ifs
I’ll take the tiger
.
or fear
or rugged badassery
It’s the letting go
laying down
that fuckit moment
in a set jaw
when inaction feels more dangerous
than meeting a tiger of terror
***
Faced with the option of
being torn to obstinate shreds
left for dead
or
languishing in the rot of regret
agonizing endlessly over what ifs
I’ll take the tiger
.
#courage
104 reads
15 Comments
Inverted_poet29
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 7:14pm
7th Jan 2025 7:14pm
A Picture in Words
They say a picture’s worth a thousand tales,
But what if the brush in your hand fails?
If canvas stays blank, colors don’t appear,
Yet your mind holds visions, vivid and clear.
With words as your palette, you start to create,
Each phrase a stroke, shaping fate,
You paint with whispers, you draw with sound,
In the listener’s heart, your art is found.
A thousand words, they say, a picture might be,
But what if your words set the soul free?
Each sentence a color, each line a hue,
Crafting a masterpiece, unique...
But what if the brush in your hand fails?
If canvas stays blank, colors don’t appear,
Yet your mind holds visions, vivid and clear.
With words as your palette, you start to create,
Each phrase a stroke, shaping fate,
You paint with whispers, you draw with sound,
In the listener’s heart, your art is found.
A thousand words, they say, a picture might be,
But what if your words set the soul free?
Each sentence a color, each line a hue,
Crafting a masterpiece, unique...
#emotions
#happiness
#love
#passion
#WritingPoetry
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0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 5:23pm
7th Jan 2025 5:23pm
the Gotham man
the Gotham man
He is so wealthy, perhaps the richest man
In the world, he enjoyed his lucre and sired
A dozen of male and female children
He has reached middle age, and his youth has
Gone the body, no longer as elastic as before
He has realized, as many men before him
that
Life has a time limit
Great wealth is also power speaks; we listen when
A rich man voices his opinion he has thrown
himself into body politics, perhaps confusing
Opinions as truth
The problem is he has yet to learn the language
Of diplomacy and is...
He is so wealthy, perhaps the richest man
In the world, he enjoyed his lucre and sired
A dozen of male and female children
He has reached middle age, and his youth has
Gone the body, no longer as elastic as before
He has realized, as many men before him
that
Life has a time limit
Great wealth is also power speaks; we listen when
A rich man voices his opinion he has thrown
himself into body politics, perhaps confusing
Opinions as truth
The problem is he has yet to learn the language
Of diplomacy and is...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions #forgiveness
#emotions #forgiveness
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 1:31am
7th Jan 2025 1:31am
Cumulus
Today the clouds borrowed the sun.
It was their turn to shine.
It was their turn to shine.
#universe
52 reads
2 Comments
Villev
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 3:36pm
6th Jan 2025 3:36pm
Morning Snow
Snowed in
Natures house arrest
Warm cider
Picture perfect
Kind of day
Sunshine and silent snowfall
Gleaming ice
Wind wisping our troubles away
Natures house arrest
Warm cider
Picture perfect
Kind of day
Sunshine and silent snowfall
Gleaming ice
Wind wisping our troubles away
#morning
#snow
63 reads
1 Comment
Villev
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 1:54pm
6th Jan 2025 1:54pm
Shoreside
Feathers in the breeze
On the sea scene
The sea’s scene
By boardwalk painters seized
The sailors dream
Of warm breezes
and sunbeams
The future of tomorrow
Lies in the aspiration and
Visions of the plans
The fishermen see
Tides roll in
And out
Rain or sunshine
The seagulls wander over the shores
Peacefully
Squawking about
On the sea scene
The sea’s scene
By boardwalk painters seized
The sailors dream
Of warm breezes
and sunbeams
The future of tomorrow
Lies in the aspiration and
Visions of the plans
The fishermen see
Tides roll in
And out
Rain or sunshine
The seagulls wander over the shores
Peacefully
Squawking about
#beach
#sea
74 reads
1 Comment
Connotation
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 4:35am
6th Jan 2025 4:35am
Run to Atonement
What's hewn in stone was removed and stolen,
the tombs of shoulders Azul in focus.
Once moons remold us exhumed in bones of,
some knew the moments confused below dust.
Luck looted ocean's sun hue as golden,
dusk drew a donor blood blue from ozone.
Of spoon and soldier runs wounds of closure,
cut through to open trust due as spoken.
Such roots are lonesome from Cupid's coldest,
unto enrollment some student showman.
Much full of hocus love fools betrothment,
comes duels of jokers spun lucid omen.
...
the tombs of shoulders Azul in focus.
Once moons remold us exhumed in bones of,
some knew the moments confused below dust.
Luck looted ocean's sun hue as golden,
dusk drew a donor blood blue from ozone.
Of spoon and soldier runs wounds of closure,
cut through to open trust due as spoken.
Such roots are lonesome from Cupid's coldest,
unto enrollment some student showman.
Much full of hocus love fools betrothment,
comes duels of jokers spun lucid omen.
...
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
105 reads
4 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 5:29am
5th Jan 2025 5:29am
Blankets
No blankets now to hide beneath
No parents bed in which to creep
No songs being sung
No stories told
You're on your own
When you get old
It was scary being a child
Sometimes scarier as an adult.
No parents bed in which to creep
No songs being sung
No stories told
You're on your own
When you get old
It was scary being a child
Sometimes scarier as an adult.
#fear
55 reads
1 Comment
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 3:42am
5th Jan 2025 3:42am
Polarizing
only flying with one wing
means crashing to the ground
left with right's the only thing
that lets us fly around
recognizing we're all one
being on an ark
on a planet with the Sun
through both light and dark
anger, fear and greed destroy
benevolence and peace
for every girl and every boy
and every plant and beast
demonizing adversaries
makes us demons too
evolution in each varies
so do points-of-view
left with right's the only thing
that let's us fly around
flying only with one...
means crashing to the ground
left with right's the only thing
that lets us fly around
recognizing we're all one
being on an ark
on a planet with the Sun
through both light and dark
anger, fear and greed destroy
benevolence and peace
for every girl and every boy
and every plant and beast
demonizing adversaries
makes us demons too
evolution in each varies
so do points-of-view
left with right's the only thing
that let's us fly around
flying only with one...
#politics
31 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 9:34pm
4th Jan 2025 9:34pm
A Thousand Years From Forever (Thirteen)
BOOK II (The Rebirth Of Queen Sephora)
Evergreen
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
The Golden Palace
The Royal Supreme King’s Bedchambers
My love, you allure me back to the watery depth of your roaring sea
Silk pleasure up my spine as your strong dialect softly beckons unto me
As I close my eyes, you dip your esoteric wishes in the calling of my wishing well
Life and to be reborn is the best present you can avowal to self, as the Gods would tell
Unto a Kingdom...
Evergreen
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
The Golden Palace
The Royal Supreme King’s Bedchambers
My love, you allure me back to the watery depth of your roaring sea
Silk pleasure up my spine as your strong dialect softly beckons unto me
As I close my eyes, you dip your esoteric wishes in the calling of my wishing well
Life and to be reborn is the best present you can avowal to self, as the Gods would tell
Unto a Kingdom...
#mythology
#water
177 reads
2 Comments
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