Popular Observational Poems
Poetry about life, society and the natural world - Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:18pm
Yesterday 5:18pm
Poetic Devolution
Each day doth rise from its dewy slumber Lifts to carry forth and ne’er encumber
While each breath anew does
fulfill
complete
renew
Hammer slammer jammer still
Enjambs
In search of all the benty twisty
Nails
OMG LOL WTF BTW
IRL
Ktz gddq bbu...
While each breath anew does
fulfill
complete
renew
Hammer slammer jammer still
Enjambs
In search of all the benty twisty
Nails
OMG LOL WTF BTW
IRL
Ktz gddq bbu...
#WritingPoetry
57 reads
33 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
25th Mar 2018 10:29pm
25th Mar 2018 10:29pm
Untitled rising and setting suns in still motion
.
1st Horizon:
Yang
Hoary foam
Pours in
Churning crests
Across the
Dune
Sea
White shells
Reside
In red
Sands
The fisherman’s arm
Arcs
Back
Then forward
Pole following
Line
Dives
Into waters
Spring is gently
Birthing in
Warm morning
Light
The surf is
Chill
In winter’s
Still
Memory
The waves
Are not
Moving
Photons are traveling
Across
Charged
Particles
Recognition
Is in motion
A family forms...
1st Horizon:
Yang
Hoary foam
Pours in
Churning crests
Across the
Dune
Sea
White shells
Reside
In red
Sands
The fisherman’s arm
Arcs
Back
Then forward
Pole following
Line
Dives
Into waters
Spring is gently
Birthing in
Warm morning
Light
The surf is
Chill
In winter’s
Still
Memory
The waves
Are not
Moving
Photons are traveling
Across
Charged
Particles
Recognition
Is in motion
A family forms...
#morning
#night
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeCycle
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeCycle
104 reads
17 Comments
kourtnissixxx
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 9:28am
7th Apr 2018 9:28am
You have always been poetry to me
I can't stand it.
This nothing.
This eclipsed empty thing
that exists where you
used to weave ancient magics
into my aching chest
like an untamed beast
who prowled
through my black witch forest
scratching
and growling
and challenging my soul
to make sense of the contradictions
in my head
and the fraility of my hope
as something more than a tomb
for the future me
to weave flowers against in wait.
And fuck me
how you howled so malformed
and warped
like tiny, ...
This nothing.
This eclipsed empty thing
that exists where you
used to weave ancient magics
into my aching chest
like an untamed beast
who prowled
through my black witch forest
scratching
and growling
and challenging my soul
to make sense of the contradictions
in my head
and the fraility of my hope
as something more than a tomb
for the future me
to weave flowers against in wait.
And fuck me
how you howled so malformed
and warped
like tiny, ...
#love
73 reads
5 Comments
Amorous_tryst
Poem Published
20th Apr 2018 7:01pm
20th Apr 2018 7:01pm
It's All In The Way One Looks At The Cards
Some may call a spade a spade,
but perhaps when one looks
from the other side of the card,
many times it is not as first seen,
but rather a heart,
burned and turned upside down,
with it's tail tucked between it's legs.
but perhaps when one looks
from the other side of the card,
many times it is not as first seen,
but rather a heart,
burned and turned upside down,
with it's tail tucked between it's legs.
#sadness
#WritingPoetry
57 reads
10 Comments
MJ_Wildfire
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 9:51pm
5th Apr 2018 9:51pm
Mighty Mistress
Tonight feels like scandal,
but I don't weep for
a single widow in the room.
They can be the baby bakers,
party poopers,
pathological torment.
I
will be the see-through lace,
the sinful satin,
the nurse's cap,
a red dress of Latin.
They can wipe the noses.
I'll practice naked poses.
They can get the marriage thing.
I've no need for diamond rings.
They can be the jealous wives,
the diaper changers,
the loveless bliss.
I will be the naughty nights,
the heart contusion,
The Mighty...
but I don't weep for
a single widow in the room.
They can be the baby bakers,
party poopers,
pathological torment.
I
will be the see-through lace,
the sinful satin,
the nurse's cap,
a red dress of Latin.
They can wipe the noses.
I'll practice naked poses.
They can get the marriage thing.
I've no need for diamond rings.
They can be the jealous wives,
the diaper changers,
the loveless bliss.
I will be the naughty nights,
the heart contusion,
The Mighty...
#lust
#sex
#lover
49 reads
7 Comments
cold_fusion
Poem Published
9th Apr 2018 12:20pm
9th Apr 2018 12:20pm
at some point, in time
the moment
will arrive
the one
you've been waiting for
all your life
and
the childhood will be
the recurring dream
fading away
yet
the high spirits
of the youth
will be the distraction
if not destruction
and this too
will
in the end
be just a point
in time
in time
it will be
the point
where
it
will be
time
back
to
dot
.
will arrive
the one
you've been waiting for
all your life
and
the childhood will be
the recurring dream
fading away
yet
the high spirits
of the youth
will be the distraction
if not destruction
and this too
will
in the end
be just a point
in time
in time
it will be
the point
where
it
will be
time
back
to
dot
.
#LifeCycle
91 reads
8 Comments
takis1917
Poem Published
21st Apr 2018 2:13pm
21st Apr 2018 2:13pm
Property Owner
she asked
the police to
evacuate her heart
of all those who occupy it...
Squatters!
the police to
evacuate her heart
of all those who occupy it...
Squatters!
#cinquain
34 reads
5 Comments
cold_fusion
Poem Published
20th Apr 2018 4:27pm
20th Apr 2018 4:27pm
-?-
so
poetry to you
is
lashings
with arscenic laced
tongue
rogue
they said
and
you agreed
soaked deep
in the same
arescenic reflections
and it worked
wonders
till
he came
he saw
he laughed
and
laughed
a bit harder
louder and louder
till he laughed his heart out
and left
and when it stopped
you felt the silence
though the tinnitus
in your ear
sounded otherwise
in deafening tone
- the song
of the dot
.
poetry to you
is
lashings
with arscenic laced
tongue
rogue
they said
and
you agreed
soaked deep
in the same
arescenic reflections
and it worked
wonders
till
he came
he saw
he laughed
and
laughed
a bit harder
louder and louder
till he laughed his heart out
and left
and when it stopped
you felt the silence
though the tinnitus
in your ear
sounded otherwise
in deafening tone
- the song
of the dot
.
#kindness
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#WritingPoetry
57 reads
4 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
17th Apr 2018 11:52am
17th Apr 2018 11:52am
April
It's one of the worst months of the year
An in between month
More like winter than spring
Still cold and leaves you wanting ....
An in between month
More like winter than spring
Still cold and leaves you wanting ....
#hope
53 reads
19 Comments
takis1917
Poem Published
15th Apr 2018 7:00pm
15th Apr 2018 7:00pm
Dying
One only dies once
and yet, this single dying
lasts for a lifetime...
and yet, this single dying
lasts for a lifetime...
#haiku
49 reads
7 Comments
ImperfectedStone
P M Banks
P M Banks
Poem Published
18th Apr 2018 12:27pm
18th Apr 2018 12:27pm
Feminism
Feminism
Don't teach my daughter the line fuck the patriarchy,
It is just sounds, letters, it doesn't make change.
No,
Teach my daughter to discuss careers with female friends at school
Destined to think their end destination is being a mother and a good cook,
To share with those less fortunate in a proactive and thoughtful way.
Teach my daughter to encourage self forgiveness in herself and others, for things that are not a woman's fault,
Teach her to help her fellow warriors, and worriers, not accept blame for wanting a consumer lifestyle
When...
Don't teach my daughter the line fuck the patriarchy,
It is just sounds, letters, it doesn't make change.
No,
Teach my daughter to discuss careers with female friends at school
Destined to think their end destination is being a mother and a good cook,
To share with those less fortunate in a proactive and thoughtful way.
Teach my daughter to encourage self forgiveness in herself and others, for things that are not a woman's fault,
Teach her to help her fellow warriors, and worriers, not accept blame for wanting a consumer lifestyle
When...
#NaPoWriMo2018
35 reads
3 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
17th Apr 2018 12:34pm
17th Apr 2018 12:34pm
Sex and Politics
Ahhh, dirty sex and politics,
A combo never getting old.
To beat the devil at his game
And leave him standing in the cold.
But tell the truth, it’s all the same,
The Church & State can’t do a thing
When White House staffers get their kicks
While flying high Route 6-6-6.
The sex is bad, or should I talk
From unused prophylactic shock.
When Stormy weather rocks the ship,
She otherwise is well-equipped.
The overuse of eyelash fringe
Takes more than that to make me cringe,
If all that payoff’s meant to be
Cosmetic...
A combo never getting old.
To beat the devil at his game
And leave him standing in the cold.
But tell the truth, it’s all the same,
The Church & State can’t do a thing
When White House staffers get their kicks
While flying high Route 6-6-6.
The sex is bad, or should I talk
From unused prophylactic shock.
When Stormy weather rocks the ship,
She otherwise is well-equipped.
The overuse of eyelash fringe
Takes more than that to make me cringe,
If all that payoff’s meant to be
Cosmetic...
#sex
#politics
#satirical #NaPoWriMo2018
#satirical #NaPoWriMo2018
53 reads
14 Comments
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