Poems Inspired by Emily Dickinson
#EmilyDickinson
Poems inspired by the American poet Emily Dickinson. Here you'll find poetry using the style, themes or characters found in poems by Emily Dickinson. Along with poems about Dickinson herself, including praise, criticism and memorials.
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
1st Aug 2023 3:28pm
1st Aug 2023 3:28pm
Thing With Feathers
hope's a tough bastard you know
sittin' there in your guts
singin' its heart out without words
never givin' a damn
in her realm freebird soars
no whiskey's haze no slamming doors
hope’s wings unfurl they finding release
in words that ache and hearts that peace
in the corner of my soul
spark of hope’s fire burns bright
her fierce spirit her poetic grace
ignites the embers of my night
sweetest sound in the middle of shit
no storm can beat it down
that little bird's too damn stubborn
keeps folks warm in...
sittin' there in your guts
singin' its heart out without words
never givin' a damn
in her realm freebird soars
no whiskey's haze no slamming doors
hope’s wings unfurl they finding release
in words that ache and hearts that peace
in the corner of my soul
spark of hope’s fire burns bright
her fierce spirit her poetic grace
ignites the embers of my night
sweetest sound in the middle of shit
no storm can beat it down
that little bird's too damn stubborn
keeps folks warm in...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#EmilyDickinson
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4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
19th Jun 2023 4:00am
19th Jun 2023 4:00am
Because I could not pause for Words
After Emily Dickinson:
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47652/because-i-could-not-stop-for-death-479
Because I could not pause for Words―
They kindly paused for me―
The Pages held but just Ourselves―
And Vibrant Poetry.
We knew no Prose―our Verses chaste
Had safely put away
Long Sentences and Paragraphs
And every wild Essay―
Verse into School where Children played
Their Nursery Rhyme Ring-Ding―
Would feed the Young and Curious Minds...
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47652/because-i-could-not-stop-for-death-479
Because I could not pause for Words―
They kindly paused for me―
The Pages held but just Ourselves―
And Vibrant Poetry.
We knew no Prose―our Verses chaste
Had safely put away
Long Sentences and Paragraphs
And every wild Essay―
Verse into School where Children played
Their Nursery Rhyme Ring-Ding―
Would feed the Young and Curious Minds...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #EmilyDickinson
#PowerOfWords #EmilyDickinson
247 reads
4 Comments
mingomingus
SamTheSlam
SamTheSlam
Poem Published
4th Jan 2023 8:15pm
4th Jan 2023 8:15pm
Just One Question
Dear Emily Dickinson,
Just one question:
Can a parking lot be a prairie?
See, there's this bee & me,
Sort of an irreverent revery,
Won't let me get my work done.
Pushing carts for Walmart's no dream job,
But to be fair,
One must look good
For an audience,
Despite the sting of reality.
01-04-2023
Just one question:
Can a parking lot be a prairie?
See, there's this bee & me,
Sort of an irreverent revery,
Won't let me get my work done.
Pushing carts for Walmart's no dream job,
But to be fair,
One must look good
For an audience,
Despite the sting of reality.
01-04-2023
#LifeAsAWriter
#EmilyDickinson
317 reads
2 Comments
WilliamEdwardNight
Poem Published
16th Nov 2021 9:30pm
16th Nov 2021 9:30pm
An Imitation Of A Shakespearian Sonnet
A coffin is a bland repose
It leads us to what heaven knows
And all that sunlight rising makes
Ponders then serenity
It leads us to what heaven knows
And all that sunlight rising makes
Ponders then serenity
#identity
#EmilyDickinson
337 reads
3 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2021 7:04pm
2nd Oct 2021 7:04pm
19 August 1851
And now
Are you coming with me?
“You will see me again soon
from
Me
The reason for this is
'And your dear mother
Hi! *
She said, "I told her, 'I'm
going to be there with you'
And in these moments, who? ...
Are you coming with me?
“You will see me again soon
from
Me
The reason for this is
'And your dear mother
Hi! *
She said, "I told her, 'I'm
going to be there with you'
And in these moments, who? ...
#EmilyDickinson
200 reads
Write-On
Poem Published
28th Aug 2021 6:34pm
28th Aug 2021 6:34pm
Notebook Poem 1
Emily Dickinson envelope poem cut-up
#EmilyDickinson
240 reads
0 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 3:02pm
25th Jul 2021 3:02pm
All Creatures In Some Way Smile And Say Hello
I think it is relation's nature.
#minimalist
#EmilyDickinson
248 reads
Write-On
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2021 9:46pm
3rd Jul 2021 9:46pm
Dated 1862
and all the things that make me ashamed of heaven will be used,
No, I
don't think so
Haunted Publication House 430-431.
Alternatively suggested changes are placed in parentheses. Other words are left in brackets. The letter may have been dated at some time but the textbooks have omitted the reason in their current issues.
harles Wadsworth S, editor
[As a reminder, I am overwhelmed with anxiety. I have eaten this what has...
No, I
don't think so
Haunted Publication House 430-431.
Alternatively suggested changes are placed in parentheses. Other words are left in brackets. The letter may have been dated at some time but the textbooks have omitted the reason in their current issues.
harles Wadsworth S, editor
[As a reminder, I am overwhelmed with anxiety. I have eaten this what has...
#love
#EmilyDickinson
252 reads
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
21st Dec 2020 8:11am
21st Dec 2020 8:11am
Just like In Emily's House
shuttered in this
h o u s e, I feels a'like dearest
Emily.
Cardiac cripple I be here. EXcuse if i'yam'bean some kinda bummer.
Y'know, puttin' o u t them Bad Vibes
Negative Energy
shit like that.
Well well well.......this house is my brother's house. Not Emily's.
...
h o u s e, I feels a'like dearest
Emily.
Cardiac cripple I be here. EXcuse if i'yam'bean some kinda bummer.
Y'know, puttin' o u t them Bad Vibes
Negative Energy
shit like that.
Well well well.......this house is my brother's house. Not Emily's.
...
#love
#loneliness
#death
#aging
#EmilyDickinson
505 reads
0 Comments
Neoma
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2020 12:40pm
3rd Sep 2020 12:40pm
em-ily more – part 2
Sisters:
I am at the intersection where I stand for dinner, in a few hours to go to Bethlehem. Our mother left Amhurst when we were 9 years old but she sends you a letter last night. I will post it in L.A.
I talked in Amsterdam about starting a Press, and we found a very interesting partner. I signed papers with them before I left yesterday.
In the opening episode, I plan to say, "Thank you." Gratitude is the only secret that can...
I am at the intersection where I stand for dinner, in a few hours to go to Bethlehem. Our mother left Amhurst when we were 9 years old but she sends you a letter last night. I will post it in L.A.
I talked in Amsterdam about starting a Press, and we found a very interesting partner. I signed papers with them before I left yesterday.
In the opening episode, I plan to say, "Thank you." Gratitude is the only secret that can...
#love
#EmilyDickinson
#family
311 reads
5 Comments
Neoma
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2020 11:00am
23rd Aug 2020 11:00am
Passion twis which sees in me much. And vivid, how
Passion twis which
sees in me much
And vivid, how
i only wait
Forgive me if i am
frightened, i never see
people
and i hardly know what to say
"...be gentle,
teaching me what – be
there in the city with me,
okay...?"
"Cme her so wrely
so cheerful and
content"
a loveing sighing
Mot happy to requite
Please biệ knd,
i'll be there at 2 & leave
at 9....
sees in me much
And vivid, how
i only wait
Forgive me if i am
frightened, i never see
people
and i hardly know what to say
"...be gentle,
teaching me what – be
there in the city with me,
okay...?"
"Cme her so wrely
so cheerful and
content"
a loveing sighing
Mot happy to requite
Please biệ knd,
i'll be there at 2 & leave
at 9....
#EmilyDickinson
241 reads
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
9th Jul 2020 2:57pm
As I Grow Old with Grays
The times are changing
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
As I grow old with grays
I’m busy rearranging
Closer to my last days –
The years go by faster
As I move a little slow
Not yet out to pasture
But I hear the wind blow –
The words escape me
As I write the truth
For all that shaped me
Withered away in youth –
I count every wrinkle
Claiming each as mine
But also see a twinkle
In the life I still define –
Then I begin to smile
I still have time
It might be a while
It may be my prime –
Nothing is...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#EmilyDickinson
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6 Comments
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