Observational Poems by Members Last Online
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Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Poems published by members most recently online.
destruction...
dust was blowing
in a whirlwind
is now buried
under the asphalt
Instead of fog,
toxic fumes
appear in the air
Today's man
has fallen in
love with
measuring
the length of clouds
Earth's beauty
is being robbed...
human curiosity
is increasing
Questions are
being asked
to the moon,
the sun,
the river,
the mountains
and the sea..
The winds
are blowing
in the direction
of destruction.
in a whirlwind
is now buried
under the asphalt
Instead of fog,
toxic fumes
appear in the air
Today's man
has fallen in
love with
measuring
the length of clouds
Earth's beauty
is being robbed...
human curiosity
is increasing
Questions are
being asked
to the moon,
the sun,
the river,
the mountains
and the sea..
The winds
are blowing
in the direction
of destruction.
#anxiety
#disappointment
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SAVOR EACH PRECIOUS MOMENT
Every moment of life has a meaning divine
Craft them with love, cherish your precious time
Remember the past but don't go dwelling within
for it is here, it is right now, that your joy begins.
There's a truth, there's a balance, in all we see
from things left unsaid, to leaves on a tree.
Let gentle soft rivers flow through your mind.
Treasure each heartbeat, try hard to be kind.
Be truthful and be honest in all that you say and do.
Pain caused to another one day will return to you.
Tree branches bend and break from winds blowing.
Actions...
Craft them with love, cherish your precious time
Remember the past but don't go dwelling within
for it is here, it is right now, that your joy begins.
There's a truth, there's a balance, in all we see
from things left unsaid, to leaves on a tree.
Let gentle soft rivers flow through your mind.
Treasure each heartbeat, try hard to be kind.
Be truthful and be honest in all that you say and do.
Pain caused to another one day will return to you.
Tree branches bend and break from winds blowing.
Actions...
#love
#motivational
#inspirational
#gratitude
#emotions
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No Time For Regret!
No time for regret that belongs to yesterday.
We cannot change what's been and gone -
So why waste the energy?
What can't be fixed might drive us crazy,
And life's too short for that!
Let's embrace it, come what may -
Celebrate a brand new day,
YOUR WAY!
A future unknown.
Haha! I'm the last person to revel in the unknown -
Anyway, it sounded good!
But hey, there is some merit in it -
Feeling excited about what's to come,
While now is simply an unwritten book.
It's easy to get bogged down fearing the worst, ...
We cannot change what's been and gone -
So why waste the energy?
What can't be fixed might drive us crazy,
And life's too short for that!
Let's embrace it, come what may -
Celebrate a brand new day,
YOUR WAY!
A future unknown.
Haha! I'm the last person to revel in the unknown -
Anyway, it sounded good!
But hey, there is some merit in it -
Feeling excited about what's to come,
While now is simply an unwritten book.
It's easy to get bogged down fearing the worst, ...
#LifeStruggles
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How To Write A Poem Like Charles Bukowski, Or HAHAHAHA! SUCKERS!!!
First take your prostitute,
one that's been around for a while,
lacking a few teeth, perhaps,
but having a heart of gold.
A sack, too, will be useful.
Next you'll need a handful of sores,
and if they're red and weeping
so much the better:
it fits the objective correlative.
Then you'll need a bluebird,
which will live in your chest
and stick its head out your arse,
singing: 'I love me! I'm great!'
["Wait a...
one that's been around for a while,
lacking a few teeth, perhaps,
but having a heart of gold.
A sack, too, will be useful.
Next you'll need a handful of sores,
and if they're red and weeping
so much the better:
it fits the objective correlative.
Then you'll need a bluebird,
which will live in your chest
and stick its head out your arse,
singing: 'I love me! I'm great!'
["Wait a...
#unicorns
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Lost Love Haiku from the Cafe
Lost Love Haiku from the Cafe
her lost voice
in the meadowlark song
outside his window
newspaper clipping
daguerreotype of sweetheart
married to a stranger
the crescent moon
of her once upon a time slipper
transits his tears
timbre
of her mezzo soprano
memory echo
golden opportunity
a locomotive barreling by
his freight train blues
jewelry box
holds the diamond ring
she once wore for him
her lost voice
in the meadowlark song
outside his window
newspaper clipping
daguerreotype of sweetheart
married to a stranger
the crescent moon
of her once upon a time slipper
transits his tears
timbre
of her mezzo soprano
memory echo
golden opportunity
a locomotive barreling by
his freight train blues
jewelry box
holds the diamond ring
she once wore for him
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
#haiku
#memories
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UP TO EACH OF US ALONE (9-7-2011, 12:20am, Palm Springs, California)
in living my life here
in this continuous now
throughout
each and every
cyclically passing
yin yang
night and day
i only just now
suddenly realized
as this fleeting thought
subtly occurred to me
that i ve not
had much time
here lately
to stop and wonder
much less worry
if any further
long suppressed
subconsciously buried
unshed tears of mine
possibly lying
in dormant wait
deeply hidden still ahead
not yet stirred awake
nor alerted quite enough ...
in this continuous now
throughout
each and every
cyclically passing
yin yang
night and day
i only just now
suddenly realized
as this fleeting thought
subtly occurred to me
that i ve not
had much time
here lately
to stop and wonder
much less worry
if any further
long suppressed
subconsciously buried
unshed tears of mine
possibly lying
in dormant wait
deeply hidden still ahead
not yet stirred awake
nor alerted quite enough ...
#earth
#universe
#humankind
#evolution
#culture
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Moth Halo
cloud assault
like lightning and lightning
like a box of chocolates
too much sugar in the blood
too much sugar in coffee
too many gods for faith
water falling from the sky
water falling from the sky
water that does not wait
to fall from the sky
water that doesn't stop to fall...
There were birds,
in my childhood days,
heard: swallows.
I remember them in the backyard
while he chewed what came to hand:
weeds.
Birds over my head when I was little.
I'm much older now
and the birds seem to have...
like lightning and lightning
like a box of chocolates
too much sugar in the blood
too much sugar in coffee
too many gods for faith
water falling from the sky
water falling from the sky
water that does not wait
to fall from the sky
water that doesn't stop to fall...
There were birds,
in my childhood days,
heard: swallows.
I remember them in the backyard
while he chewed what came to hand:
weeds.
Birds over my head when I was little.
I'm much older now
and the birds seem to have...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #LifeCycle
#WritingPoetry #LifeCycle
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Character Defects
Inconsideration of others
without any causation
intolerant glance
feeding frustration
In arrogance
refusing to see
far too selfish
no respite from thee
Self-seeking
who will please
immense, your greed
living in disease
No patience for you
nor your defect
in your mirror
malice you reflect
without any causation
intolerant glance
feeding frustration
In arrogance
refusing to see
far too selfish
no respite from thee
Self-seeking
who will please
immense, your greed
living in disease
No patience for you
nor your defect
in your mirror
malice you reflect
#frustration
#greed
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Brain Washing
There's a bitch of another degree screaming that she hates me
To keep shit on track, I fucking hate her ass back
If the color of the skin that I was born in seem to offend
Hahaha, causes you a problem, pause existence, fast forward and reverse that's my skin
You can dig this bitch up until earth looks like swiss fucking cheese
I've been moving around this bitch like pussy and keys
Look at this skin tint, I know that you think I'm mocha
Hahaha, suck all you fucking want this shit is guaranteed kosher
See the fucking matrix bitch as...
To keep shit on track, I fucking hate her ass back
If the color of the skin that I was born in seem to offend
Hahaha, causes you a problem, pause existence, fast forward and reverse that's my skin
You can dig this bitch up until earth looks like swiss fucking cheese
I've been moving around this bitch like pussy and keys
Look at this skin tint, I know that you think I'm mocha
Hahaha, suck all you fucking want this shit is guaranteed kosher
See the fucking matrix bitch as...
#humankind
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FOCUSING ON REAL LOVE
LOVE!
Today I will remember
that LOVE IS...
The most powerful
four letter word that
has power over its
enemy, the other
four letter word
HATE.
REAL L--O-V-E IS...
L-iving and real for all
O-ffered freely from a sincere heart
V-ictory over hurts and hate
E-ternal in nature...always survives
Meet me at the Kissing
Place and we'll continue
to share real L-O-V-E.
OKAY?
Today I will remember
that LOVE IS...
The most powerful
four letter word that
has power over its
enemy, the other
four letter word
HATE.
REAL L--O-V-E IS...
L-iving and real for all
O-ffered freely from a sincere heart
V-ictory over hurts and hate
E-ternal in nature...always survives
Meet me at the Kissing
Place and we'll continue
to share real L-O-V-E.
OKAY?
#happiness
#love
#hope
#inspirational
#TimeHeals
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My Elder Self
Will I be pleased to meet my elder self?
Will I wish I’d sought an earlier exit,
or lived my life as someone else?
Will I wish I’d sought an earlier exit,
or lived my life as someone else?
#death
#aging
#SelfDiscovery
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Bossa Nova
Away from the carbon dioxide and the clatter of the city
the citizenry sleepwalking. Away from the mainstream
breathing fresh air from manifolds in the trees. Playing
our Bossa Nova in Mother Nature without mascara
to hide the fault lines. Taming the shrews who live in
plexiglass houses, common sense becomes the new norm.
the citizenry sleepwalking. Away from the mainstream
breathing fresh air from manifolds in the trees. Playing
our Bossa Nova in Mother Nature without mascara
to hide the fault lines. Taming the shrews who live in
plexiglass houses, common sense becomes the new norm.
#WritingPoetry
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