Observational Poems by New Members
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
- Published by new DU Poetry members.
Things adults do
Dear Emily,
The way you sang
Just like a toddler
Throwing a temper tantrum
Made my heart swim.
The world is dimmer
Without your stupid hokey
dirt bag love songs.
They were so pure.
Enjoy being a doctor
Or mathematician or whatever
Adults too old to
Sing do...
The way you sang
Just like a toddler
Throwing a temper tantrum
Made my heart swim.
The world is dimmer
Without your stupid hokey
dirt bag love songs.
They were so pure.
Enjoy being a doctor
Or mathematician or whatever
Adults too old to
Sing do...
#aging
#nostalgia
#bittersweet
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f**k Capitalism
I am a force of nature.
my winds are wasted on retail,
but sometimes surviving takes precedence over living.
sometimes you have to sell your soul to pay your rent;
it’s ugly business, but technically legal.
I wonder when,
if ever,
we will have given enough of ourselves
to the continuation of a system
that traps wildfires in jars until they suffocate,
poaches dragons and crafts
handbags from their scales,
reduces gods to marketable cartoon characters,
takes everything beautiful,
everything beyond comprehension,
and...
my winds are wasted on retail,
but sometimes surviving takes precedence over living.
sometimes you have to sell your soul to pay your rent;
it’s ugly business, but technically legal.
I wonder when,
if ever,
we will have given enough of ourselves
to the continuation of a system
that traps wildfires in jars until they suffocate,
poaches dragons and crafts
handbags from their scales,
reduces gods to marketable cartoon characters,
takes everything beautiful,
everything beyond comprehension,
and...
#consumerism
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One with Humanity
Haven't you noticed the ocean's wailing waves, a desperate cry to someone but always misunderstood as a "calming lullaby"?
Each crash upon the open shore to the hidden clams leave a vast variety of shells on the course ground. It exposed every hook and cranny life would be able to survive against predators by hiding and distancing themselves. So, the ocean may not be weeping, but the stunted snapper beached on the coast frantically flailing in an attempt to meet up with the ocean is. The unveiled clams swiftly diffing as their life depends on it, as it does. Even the land...
Each crash upon the open shore to the hidden clams leave a vast variety of shells on the course ground. It exposed every hook and cranny life would be able to survive against predators by hiding and distancing themselves. So, the ocean may not be weeping, but the stunted snapper beached on the coast frantically flailing in an attempt to meet up with the ocean is. The unveiled clams swiftly diffing as their life depends on it, as it does. Even the land...
#sea
#confusion
#ignorance
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Go
Which direction should you go?
Your inner compass spins with no destination
Four walls
No key
No door
Silence
It's too loud.
Too audible
Go
Take a step.
Lead
Don’t follow
You are the arrow
Create the destination
At the end
A new beginning
Go!
Your inner compass spins with no destination
Four walls
No key
No door
Silence
It's too loud.
Too audible
Go
Take a step.
Lead
Don’t follow
You are the arrow
Create the destination
At the end
A new beginning
Go!
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
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