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Poetry about life, society and the natural world
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
Today 6:24am
Today 6:24am
got stuck in the garden 2/30
got stuck in the garden
this is how to get shot
strolling late to the party
doubly fashionable by missing a year
the house torn by the garden wild
fleshy raspberries buddha squash
champagne vines climb the fir next to a disconnected lamppost crook
the gussied barrow misses a leg in the crook there the crock has a teardrop hole
driveway carless and only becomes engaged by the light rays which moves still things in shadow
flowers write letters to the sky
people were once upon a time the creationists
of dust and are
68/90...
this is how to get shot
strolling late to the party
doubly fashionable by missing a year
the house torn by the garden wild
fleshy raspberries buddha squash
champagne vines climb the fir next to a disconnected lamppost crook
the gussied barrow misses a leg in the crook there the crock has a teardrop hole
driveway carless and only becomes engaged by the light rays which moves still things in shadow
flowers write letters to the sky
people were once upon a time the creationists
of dust and are
68/90...
#flowers
#shadows
#nature
#apocalypse
#LifeCycle
3 reads
0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:28pm
Yesterday 4:28pm
Body Surfer
Bright, hot Santa Cruz beach afternoon
shiver as ocean with bare skin collides
GASP! my stones will be icecubes soon
a quick breaststroke finds best waves to ride
Approach the swell, drop over the crest
in freestyle glide across crystalline face
knowing when to stop, that's the real test
the wave will never ever cede the race
shiver as ocean with bare skin collides
GASP! my stones will be icecubes soon
a quick breaststroke finds best waves to ride
Approach the swell, drop over the crest
in freestyle glide across crystalline face
knowing when to stop, that's the real test
the wave will never ever cede the race
#nature
19 reads
1 Comment
timkit
Tim Kitchen
Tim Kitchen
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:11am
Yesterday 10:11am
Borderline
Borderline
A little boy sits in a prison cell
in a land across the sea
everyone knows he is innocent
but nobody sets him free.
There are children down in Africa
whose bodies know only pain
not knowing when they will eat again
or why the bad men came.
Terrorists are in every corner
of the world today
they speak of God and use their bombs
and take good people away.
Someone is lying wounded
a victim of a war
wondering where the love is
that’s supposed to save us all.
Why does it...
A little boy sits in a prison cell
in a land across the sea
everyone knows he is innocent
but nobody sets him free.
There are children down in Africa
whose bodies know only pain
not knowing when they will eat again
or why the bad men came.
Terrorists are in every corner
of the world today
they speak of God and use their bombs
and take good people away.
Someone is lying wounded
a victim of a war
wondering where the love is
that’s supposed to save us all.
Why does it...
#war
11 reads
1 Comment
Lagertha
Legertha
Legertha
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:36am
Yesterday 8:36am
Bring Them Peace
I have strived to assist those who I had believed needed and persuaded me of my support.
I have tried and I have failed twice now.
I absolutely must remain focused to conserve my mental peace.
I have placed myself and my family at risk, by attempting every day, to be a calm and safe shoulder for others to rest their heads upon.
A hug from afar, with accessible and open wings to show them I am here and I care.
I'm not superior to anyone or hold any higher sovereignty.
I am a human being with faults who has memorized grounding techniques, halting in place my...
I have tried and I have failed twice now.
I absolutely must remain focused to conserve my mental peace.
I have placed myself and my family at risk, by attempting every day, to be a calm and safe shoulder for others to rest their heads upon.
A hug from afar, with accessible and open wings to show them I am here and I care.
I'm not superior to anyone or hold any higher sovereignty.
I am a human being with faults who has memorized grounding techniques, halting in place my...
#hope
#MentalHealth
#TimeHeals
#frustration
#PTSD
33 reads
3 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:14am
Yesterday 7:14am
This strange bouquet 1/30
This strange bouquet
of micro-
organisms, poisoning as glassed dandelion
seeds blown, people skirting to a ball wearing bal-
aclavas, canvases
across their mouths highlight the speaking
eyes, the clear palpable
distance
in the torque language is
fear
swallowing an air swarm
Oh, belle-
donnas, you are a
quaquaversal vein
through the micro-scope
of space
of micro-
organisms, poisoning as glassed dandelion
seeds blown, people skirting to a ball wearing bal-
aclavas, canvases
across their mouths highlight the speaking
eyes, the clear palpable
distance
in the torque language is
fear
swallowing an air swarm
Oh, belle-
donnas, you are a
quaquaversal vein
through the micro-scope
of space
#politics
#apocalypse
#culture #fear
#culture #fear
9 reads
3 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 3:46pm
1st Apr 2020 3:46pm
April Rap
i got the
jewels
ain’t eatin” no
gruels
or
toadstools
just gotta follow the
rules
like at the swimming
pools
or the housing
modules
you might think you’re
cool
but i ain’t no
mule
so give up the
tools
don’t want no
duels
scary
ghouls
or messy
drools
don’t try to pull over the
wools
i been to some
...
jewels
ain’t eatin” no
gruels
or
toadstools
just gotta follow the
rules
like at the swimming
pools
or the housing
modules
you might think you’re
cool
but i ain’t no
mule
so give up the
tools
don’t want no
duels
scary
ghouls
or messy
drools
don’t try to pull over the
wools
i been to some
...
#motivational
#rap
36 reads
6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 1:50pm
1st Apr 2020 1:50pm
The Unwanted Guest
A wild withering willowing wind
In shadowed sadness, sorrowfully screamed
For it carried a corruptive contagion
Borne upon the wings, of its every breath
It preyed, mostly upon ancient ones
Worn and fragile, with fragmented dreams
Like broken strings, of an Aeolian Harp
Silent echoes, from hollow shells
This malicious malignant mutant
Has stolen the breath of the vulnerable
As it violates the inner sanctum
Of those with least resistance
In shadowed sadness, sorrowfully screamed
For it carried a corruptive contagion
Borne upon the wings, of its every breath
It preyed, mostly upon ancient ones
Worn and fragile, with fragmented dreams
Like broken strings, of an Aeolian Harp
Silent echoes, from hollow shells
This malicious malignant mutant
Has stolen the breath of the vulnerable
As it violates the inner sanctum
Of those with least resistance
#death
#illness
#humankind
22 reads
1 Comment
Lothbrok
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 1:03pm
1st Apr 2020 1:03pm
Ashes....we all fall down
The beautiful tidal wave of testosterone and estrogen
Sweep through the markets the second the doors open
Shuffling here and there in a rude 6-foot entourage
Masks hide their ugly faces scaring children along the way
Death is upon them, they're acting like its on sale today
Strength in numbers is a fallacy now
It baffles me how easily they fall for the herd running
Everything is so loud,
The speakers become the virus,
spewing lies and fear in each program
the voices in my head are like a choir from hell
Now everything is just a...
Sweep through the markets the second the doors open
Shuffling here and there in a rude 6-foot entourage
Masks hide their ugly faces scaring children along the way
Death is upon them, they're acting like its on sale today
Strength in numbers is a fallacy now
It baffles me how easily they fall for the herd running
Everything is so loud,
The speakers become the virus,
spewing lies and fear in each program
the voices in my head are like a choir from hell
Now everything is just a...
#hate
#dark
#death
#evil
#hypocrisy
21 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 4:10am
1st Apr 2020 4:10am
Handling My Business
#violence
#drugs
37 reads
3 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 2:31am
1st Apr 2020 2:31am
Moonlight Serenade
lunar rays til dawn
cool moonlight on foreign shores
transformative night
cool moonlight on foreign shores
transformative night
#moon
#night
#spiritual #haiku
#spiritual #haiku
25 reads
4 Comments
Ragnar
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 00:36am
1st Apr 2020 00:36am
The Needs of the Many.......
It’s been a few days since I posted and it’s because I have been really, really thinking about what’s been going on.
About the obvious of what we are dealing with.
Yeah, as of today, 850,000 people have been diagnosed with it.
That’s what we all seem to be focused on.
We’re focused on how many people have been diagnosed with it and the death toll that is rising because of it.
Yes, these are things we cannot ignore by any stretch of the imagination.
But, we also must notice that well over 175,000 people have recovered from it.
Sadly, I see this entire...
About the obvious of what we are dealing with.
Yeah, as of today, 850,000 people have been diagnosed with it.
That’s what we all seem to be focused on.
We’re focused on how many people have been diagnosed with it and the death toll that is rising because of it.
Yes, these are things we cannot ignore by any stretch of the imagination.
But, we also must notice that well over 175,000 people have recovered from it.
Sadly, I see this entire...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
34 reads
5 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
29th Apr 2019 7:57am
29th Apr 2019 7:57am
(my) vociferation
(my) vociferation
(Twenty-Nine of 30 -- Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2019)
Throughout every day of being, living
words I use unaware of the damage
they can do, have done. . .
However,
we carry on
blindly tossing out syllable after
syllable with unseen accuracies
piercing hearts and souls
often, never being made aware.
Is it our pride that causes us to
not notice the carnage our biting
words leave in their wake?
A battlefield of love, laughter, tears
all silenced crumpled bodies
already...
(Twenty-Nine of 30 -- Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2019)
Throughout every day of being, living
words I use unaware of the damage
they can do, have done. . .
However,
we carry on
blindly tossing out syllable after
syllable with unseen accuracies
piercing hearts and souls
often, never being made aware.
Is it our pride that causes us to
not notice the carnage our biting
words leave in their wake?
A battlefield of love, laughter, tears
all silenced crumpled bodies
already...
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#humankind
#NaPoWriMo2019
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
212 reads
19 Comments
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