Poems About Deep Underground Poetry by Top Critiquers
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Just Don’t
When you use AI
To comment on a poet’s poem
It’s insulting
We take the time
To express ourselves
In our words
The least you could do
When you praise a poet
Is use your own
To comment on a poet’s poem
It’s insulting
We take the time
To express ourselves
In our words
The least you could do
When you praise a poet
Is use your own
#anger
#CallToAction
#WritingPoetry #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#WritingPoetry #DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Job
As I sit here, fingers rest on the keyboard, daydreaming.
My job is a job, not a career but it gives me what I want
It has it's pro's and con's
I work from home in a spare room I called my place of safety
Since 2020 this is where I reside
The room was my retreat, my sanctum
Engrossed in books, music & movies
Now job aids, spreadsheets and other dull work materials stepped in
It interferes with my interests
It suffocates my escape
Work is home and home is work
A terrible concept but it’s the truth
Gone were the days of interacting...
My job is a job, not a career but it gives me what I want
It has it's pro's and con's
I work from home in a spare room I called my place of safety
Since 2020 this is where I reside
The room was my retreat, my sanctum
Engrossed in books, music & movies
Now job aids, spreadsheets and other dull work materials stepped in
It interferes with my interests
It suffocates my escape
Work is home and home is work
A terrible concept but it’s the truth
Gone were the days of interacting...
#loneliness
#home
#boredom #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#boredom #DeepUndergroundPoetry
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12 Comments
heart
I didn't want to write a New Year poem
but it's on my mind today
Happy New Year to you poets
may we have a year full of expression
metaphors and flowing prose
deep thinking and release
of coming together in compassion and understanding
standing united should one of us come upon hard days
my hope is for a beautiful New Year
families separated united
may we all be thus blessed
picking each other up on sad days
sometimes it takes only one kind thought to brighten a day
let our verses be full of power ...
but it's on my mind today
Happy New Year to you poets
may we have a year full of expression
metaphors and flowing prose
deep thinking and release
of coming together in compassion and understanding
standing united should one of us come upon hard days
my hope is for a beautiful New Year
families separated united
may we all be thus blessed
picking each other up on sad days
sometimes it takes only one kind thought to brighten a day
let our verses be full of power ...
#love
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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14 Comments
Major Depressive
Depression waits
Around the corner
Lurking in the dark unknown
Depression weights
Deep in my soul
Clawing when I’m all alone
When did the moon
Get so heavy
A burden of light and hope
Why does the moon
Cut me so
A crescent razor to cope
It may take years
To face my fears
And overcome this plight
The end isn’t near
But my eyes are clear
And I’ll never give up the fight
Around the corner
Lurking in the dark unknown
Depression weights
Deep in my soul
Clawing when I’m all alone
When did the moon
Get so heavy
A burden of light and hope
Why does the moon
Cut me so
A crescent razor to cope
It may take years
To face my fears
And overcome this plight
The end isn’t near
But my eyes are clear
And I’ll never give up the fight
#depression
#hope
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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6 Comments
In Disguise when in fact ....
Today
I'd write about you
In disguise when in fact
Everyone knows it's you
They either stay silent and burn
Or wish they were me
Either way I win
I'd write about you
In disguise when in fact
Everyone knows it's you
They either stay silent and burn
Or wish they were me
Either way I win
#secrets
#WritingPoetry
#art
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#success
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23 Comments
A Sestina for Jade
Statistics said she didn’t stand a chance
Now I wonder more about why she’s gone
The words she wrote had something else to tell
While on lock down when we were on all indoors
Like a foreboding to reflect on life
As everyone else had to stay apart
And then as we all tried to stay apart
We didn’t know who amongst us stood a chance
While many were very careless with life
The plague swept away and then they were gone
As she wrote about being stuck indoors
Suffering with something she wouldn’t tell
But then again...
Now I wonder more about why she’s gone
The words she wrote had something else to tell
While on lock down when we were on all indoors
Like a foreboding to reflect on life
As everyone else had to stay apart
And then as we all tried to stay apart
We didn’t know who amongst us stood a chance
While many were very careless with life
The plague swept away and then they were gone
As she wrote about being stuck indoors
Suffering with something she wouldn’t tell
But then again...
#death
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #pandemic
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #pandemic
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4 Comments
Hanging Out
There are those with a problem with our eratic behavoir
Of our time on site with no specific behavior
Why are you on site so late into the night
They just don't realize that I roll solo, I do what I like
If for whatever reason I decide not to sleep
It's not about relationships or secrets to keep
I refer to all women as Ladies because that is what a man should do
Women that I message with or agree with, I seem to call Boo
In most conversations this only means friends
Except for certain plagarizing bitches that everyone knows isn't my...
Of our time on site with no specific behavior
Why are you on site so late into the night
They just don't realize that I roll solo, I do what I like
If for whatever reason I decide not to sleep
It's not about relationships or secrets to keep
I refer to all women as Ladies because that is what a man should do
Women that I message with or agree with, I seem to call Boo
In most conversations this only means friends
Except for certain plagarizing bitches that everyone knows isn't my...
#friendship
#technology
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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2 Comments
Paradise in the Sky
When I leave the Earth
My words and my
Heart will go out to
all the ladies at the
DUP for they are wild and
crazy in their own
unique way
To all the men at the
DUP I leave these
words always
Treat the ladies with
Kindness and Respect
My words and my
Heart will go out to
all the ladies at the
DUP for they are wild and
crazy in their own
unique way
To all the men at the
DUP I leave these
words always
Treat the ladies with
Kindness and Respect
#kindness
#women
#men
#respect
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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10 Comments
2021
New Year
#hope
#humankind
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NewYear
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NewYear
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34 Comments
The Beautiful Illumination Of Glory
I wish I could extend my hand out
Bottle the insignia of time
When words never defined the emotions of a keystroke
Laughter in the fallacy of the pen was the greater manner
Curious eyes never to have seen nervousness in appreciating my gifts as I unfurled my pen
No one knew of me, the compassion of my skill, the thirst of my craft
So many words of adoration I have graced cavasses
The music is playing for you
The stage is set
Names of grandeur stood on the poetic podium in time
Legends of the ink spills in wonderment I...
Bottle the insignia of time
When words never defined the emotions of a keystroke
Laughter in the fallacy of the pen was the greater manner
Curious eyes never to have seen nervousness in appreciating my gifts as I unfurled my pen
No one knew of me, the compassion of my skill, the thirst of my craft
So many words of adoration I have graced cavasses
The music is playing for you
The stage is set
Names of grandeur stood on the poetic podium in time
Legends of the ink spills in wonderment I...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#passion
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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4 Comments
Low Down Blues
Low down and mean as dark sticks to everything
leaving a lasting impression of firebrand rain
on death's carousel and boogie-woogie blues
shadow dancing at my judgment rules
stuck between Limbo and a head of cabbage
and a dime-store limerick waiting for change
leaving a lasting impression of firebrand rain
on death's carousel and boogie-woogie blues
shadow dancing at my judgment rules
stuck between Limbo and a head of cabbage
and a dime-store limerick waiting for change
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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2 Comments
Muse Convention
No one knows where they're meeting
or how they even knew to go there
just that they've left
and the poets are bereft
There's no schedule of events
no program planning committee
it's all just whims and fancy
meanwhile, poets get antsy
What are they discussing there?
And when will they come back?
the poets here are crying
as their ink wells are drying
But imagine! If my muse and your muse
are mingling, joining forces
there'll be no stopping the magic word art
when each muse returns...
or how they even knew to go there
just that they've left
and the poets are bereft
There's no schedule of events
no program planning committee
it's all just whims and fancy
meanwhile, poets get antsy
What are they discussing there?
And when will they come back?
the poets here are crying
as their ink wells are drying
But imagine! If my muse and your muse
are mingling, joining forces
there'll be no stopping the magic word art
when each muse returns...
#WritersBlock
#mystery
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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16 Comments
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