Free Verse Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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Frog-otten
The frogs like to speak to me
They tell me lots of cool things
Once they said you loved books
And claim you only wear striped socks
They say you play pretend with them
And take them on little adventures
But no matter how much I talk
To the flies
To the ladybugs
To the grasshoppers
And even the frogs
I will never, ever get the confidence
To compliment you.
They tell me lots of cool things
Once they said you loved books
And claim you only wear striped socks
They say you play pretend with them
And take them on little adventures
But no matter how much I talk
To the flies
To the ladybugs
To the grasshoppers
And even the frogs
I will never, ever get the confidence
To compliment you.
#admiration
#anxiety
#childhood
#fear
#FreeVerse
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Nobody, Nothing, Nowhere
He walks down the street at night
takes his hand
missing the pinkie and several more
“Look for truth and there you’ll see
the missing half of what you’re meant to be.”
I will never be what I could have been
praying to a god who only sees my sins
she says she loves me and sticks the needle into my neck
My words pouring out my mouth like black vomit
to feed my new obsession
She
takes his hand
missing the pinkie and several more
“Look for truth and there you’ll see
the missing half of what you’re meant to be.”
I will never be what I could have been
praying to a god who only sees my sins
she says she loves me and sticks the needle into my neck
My words pouring out my mouth like black vomit
to feed my new obsession
She
#deception
#FreeVerse
#obsession
#rejection
#religion
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The Adventures of Mr Wazzlepot’s Drinking Club
Mr Wazzlepot said to Frank Toefondle who said to Rose Ricenshaw who said to Mr R. Bumutton who said to Fred Lead who said to Crantoc Berryweather who said to Mark Steerwater, “Go and find me a boar!”
This is so boring writing this delightful drivel
Meanwhile at Mr Wazzleeeeeepot’s place…
The meeting place is old and familiar almost as familiar as Mr Wazzlepot’s old white mutton chops
It has a generous amount of space and afforded sea views and a turntable which doubled up as an emergency washing up liquid dispenser
Outside there was some...
This is so boring writing this delightful drivel
Meanwhile at Mr Wazzleeeeeepot’s place…
The meeting place is old and familiar almost as familiar as Mr Wazzlepot’s old white mutton chops
It has a generous amount of space and afforded sea views and a turntable which doubled up as an emergency washing up liquid dispenser
Outside there was some...
#FreeVerse
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Poem
I have this ache
It must be ancient I guess
I climax when
I tell you
What goes
There
Electronically seductive
In this dark space
I call
My head
Sortounded by curlies
And stuff.
It must be ancient I guess
I climax when
I tell you
What goes
There
Electronically seductive
In this dark space
I call
My head
Sortounded by curlies
And stuff.
#FreeVerse
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Know Your Place, Apparently
It’s been gone a long time
Dead before I was born
Freedom everlasting
A nice thought, now forlorn
A bit of truth
Turned commercial success
Your vision compromised
Into a tiny hope that was ‘blessed’
In these troubled times
Image is the ultimate factor
The words, not to be considered
Extremity is the master
So toss aside all your thoughts
Absorb the big man and his sneer
Won’t the world be such a beautiful place
If we all just obey
and live in fear
Keep the minds simple ...
Dead before I was born
Freedom everlasting
A nice thought, now forlorn
A bit of truth
Turned commercial success
Your vision compromised
Into a tiny hope that was ‘blessed’
In these troubled times
Image is the ultimate factor
The words, not to be considered
Extremity is the master
So toss aside all your thoughts
Absorb the big man and his sneer
Won’t the world be such a beautiful place
If we all just obey
and live in fear
Keep the minds simple ...
#conflict
#freedom
#FreeVerse #philosophical
#FreeVerse #philosophical
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passion
can you
imagine
life without
passion,
no matter
where it
came from,
no matter
how it's
used,
i have
felt the
sacred
flame,
leaned
against it
before and
felt it
holding me
up once
in awhile.
imagine
life without
passion,
no matter
where it
came from,
no matter
how it's
used,
i have
felt the
sacred
flame,
leaned
against it
before and
felt it
holding me
up once
in awhile.
#emotional
#FreeVerse
#inspirational
#metaphor
#strength
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TEACH ME YOU
Just like the sun rises and sets, I shall seek and find.
Petals unfurl slow and wide; if I find you, I will hold and never let go.
I will nurture you just like a farmer is gentle with his garden.
And do only what's right to make you think I am divine.
Teach me you, what's the routine to your glow?
I am here standing longing to know the formulae that has all of us falling so slow.
Can I be your guide?
Teach me about your landscapes inside then.
So that I can feel the portholes and have a smooth run,
How about the topography of your...
Petals unfurl slow and wide; if I find you, I will hold and never let go.
I will nurture you just like a farmer is gentle with his garden.
And do only what's right to make you think I am divine.
Teach me you, what's the routine to your glow?
I am here standing longing to know the formulae that has all of us falling so slow.
Can I be your guide?
Teach me about your landscapes inside then.
So that I can feel the portholes and have a smooth run,
How about the topography of your...
#admiration
#emotions
#FreeVerse
#love
#lyrics
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Sevanteen Sacred Whispers
1. I have never felt the cold kiss of Jack Frost upon my lips, yet I have always desired it
2. Now that the fear subsides, now ice can’t really hide, I would like to tell to you…
3. Absolutely nothing
4. Is scared, to his touch
5. Field and fern, I knew as much, but deeper he hides in the mind, frozen and solid, so divine
6. Forget the acoustic, shallows consumed, dead now, the aunt of cold, distant yet deadly
7. You as rich as you are surely, surely not such a complexion, yet forget me not, yet dying...
2. Now that the fear subsides, now ice can’t really hide, I would like to tell to you…
3. Absolutely nothing
4. Is scared, to his touch
5. Field and fern, I knew as much, but deeper he hides in the mind, frozen and solid, so divine
6. Forget the acoustic, shallows consumed, dead now, the aunt of cold, distant yet deadly
7. You as rich as you are surely, surely not such a complexion, yet forget me not, yet dying...
#FreeVerse
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I Wanna Write You An Erotic Poem
#erotic
#FreeVerse
#seductive
#sensual
#WritingPoetry
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(a few more short ones)
i have
never won
a staring
contest
with people
in paintings.
------------------------
in the yard
yellow flowers
picked
taken inside
bright bouquet
dandelions
-----------------------------
come rain
come shine
i am
outside
ready
to dance
----------------------------
love letters
sent
love letters
received
love letters
returned
unopened ...
never won
a staring
contest
with people
in paintings.
------------------------
in the yard
yellow flowers
picked
taken inside
bright bouquet
dandelions
-----------------------------
come rain
come shine
i am
outside
ready
to dance
----------------------------
love letters
sent
love letters
received
love letters
returned
unopened ...
#FreeVerse
#metaphor
#minimalist #uplifting
#minimalist #uplifting
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Can I Make Love To Your Mind?
#erotic
#FreeVerse
#love #sensual
#love #sensual
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an item
the item
It is strange today, I feel sad
bought a new cell phone and sensed it was too expensive
I never liked spending money on myself makes
I feel guilty, like I do not deserve it.
I bought a suit when I was twenty a nice suit I bought
in Stockholm, it soon got too small, and I gave it
to my sister's husband.
Being the stinting sort, he wore it until it fell off.
When a child, I never wore anything new
only hand-me-down
I was OK with that.
The phone is black, and I feel intimidated by its sternness
when I switch it on,...
It is strange today, I feel sad
bought a new cell phone and sensed it was too expensive
I never liked spending money on myself makes
I feel guilty, like I do not deserve it.
I bought a suit when I was twenty a nice suit I bought
in Stockholm, it soon got too small, and I gave it
to my sister's husband.
Being the stinting sort, he wore it until it fell off.
When a child, I never wore anything new
only hand-me-down
I was OK with that.
The phone is black, and I feel intimidated by its sternness
when I switch it on,...
#FreeVerse
#prose
#sonnet
#triolet
#villanelle
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