Poems About Life As A Writer Seeking Friendly Advice
#LifeAsAWriter
missjem56
Poem Published
18th Jun 2022 00:30am
18th Jun 2022 00:30am
Walk About!
enjoyed Art at Rose Cottage today,
and we all went up to the library,
where some of our art, was on display!
i then wandered to the old town,
and drank a pot of tea,
and sat there in the sun,
quite merrily
then walked back to Hastings
and robbed my own bank
glad to see my balance
wasn't entirely blank
had a pint of cider
at the Carlisle
got me out the sun
for a little while
then roamed down to the Fountain
had another drink
pondered a while on my week
which gave me food to think
then i was...
and we all went up to the library,
where some of our art, was on display!
i then wandered to the old town,
and drank a pot of tea,
and sat there in the sun,
quite merrily
then walked back to Hastings
and robbed my own bank
glad to see my balance
wasn't entirely blank
had a pint of cider
at the Carlisle
got me out the sun
for a little while
then roamed down to the Fountain
had another drink
pondered a while on my week
which gave me food to think
then i was...
#alcohol
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
#LifeAsAWriter #philosophical
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missjem56
Poem Published
15th Jun 2022 9:24am
15th Jun 2022 9:24am
Riverdance
Life is like
A river
Ever flowing
Ever fluid
Ever changing
Evolving
Learning
Becoming
Strong currents
Dark pools
And as it flows
It carries with it
The essence
Of it's beginnings
We are raindrops
As we splash
Into the heady currents
Our ebb, and flow
Driven by the tides
Of our destinies
Some of us
Will fall into the vast ocean
And some of us
Will flow
Against the tides of expectancy
As we form our own
Riverdance
by Jemia
A river
Ever flowing
Ever fluid
Ever changing
Evolving
Learning
Becoming
Strong currents
Dark pools
And as it flows
It carries with it
The essence
Of it's beginnings
We are raindrops
As we splash
Into the heady currents
Our ebb, and flow
Driven by the tides
Of our destinies
Some of us
Will fall into the vast ocean
And some of us
Will flow
Against the tides of expectancy
As we form our own
Riverdance
by Jemia
#LGBT
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
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missjem56
Poem Published
12th Jun 2022 6:53pm
12th Jun 2022 6:53pm
Just Being Me
On this coming Wodensday
I shall simply wear
My favourite gold, and lame jeans
With my favourite underwear
And around the house
With my favourite hat
And my favourite boots
And my favourite blue blouse
Whichever suits
I shall venture out
In my favourite coat
And try not to fart
So much that i float
As i amble along
My favourite road
As i quietly leave
My ramshackled abode
And carry my selected poems
Within my elephant backpack
Along with my red dragon
That keeps me on...
I shall simply wear
My favourite gold, and lame jeans
With my favourite underwear
And around the house
With my favourite hat
And my favourite boots
And my favourite blue blouse
Whichever suits
I shall venture out
In my favourite coat
And try not to fart
So much that i float
As i amble along
My favourite road
As i quietly leave
My ramshackled abode
And carry my selected poems
Within my elephant backpack
Along with my red dragon
That keeps me on...
#beauty
#fairies
#LifeAsAWriter #magic
#LifeAsAWriter #magic
235 reads
2 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
5th Jun 2022 2:29am
5th Jun 2022 2:29am
Priestess
My smoke’s fuming
Insides are growling
Feeling’s here to stay
Won’t go away
Relishing the decay
Calling my Priestess
To my Demoness
Grab a white feather from
Your headdress
Dip into holy water
Anoint my flesh
An exorcism
Let’s write it out
Worlds meant to shout
Pull out my devils
Place them somewhere else
Drag them straight to hell
Lock them in a rusted page
Calling my Priestess
To my Demoness
Grab a slice of bread from
Your Eucharist
Place on my...
Insides are growling
Feeling’s here to stay
Won’t go away
Relishing the decay
Calling my Priestess
To my Demoness
Grab a white feather from
Your headdress
Dip into holy water
Anoint my flesh
An exorcism
Let’s write it out
Worlds meant to shout
Pull out my devils
Place them somewhere else
Drag them straight to hell
Lock them in a rusted page
Calling my Priestess
To my Demoness
Grab a slice of bread from
Your Eucharist
Place on my...
#dark
#lyrics
#LifeAsAWriter #healing
#LifeAsAWriter #healing
489 reads
12 Comments
veganpoet
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2022 4:26pm
3rd Jun 2022 4:26pm
Elaborating On The Art Of Surpassing Possibilities, She Sculpts New Realities With Her Eyes
I found truth hidden in the branches of an old tree
under the darkness of the forest
the stars revealed the path
leading to all that I am
She lifted my heart to the moon
I was all alone until she found me
trapped in a world of my own
the woods was our escape
even when the concrete backed us into the corners
backs to the wall
we sprayed our soul-graffiti
an act of pure defiance
soldiers armed with meaning
we kept our souls alive
even through all the lonely times
we kept our souls alive
but...
under the darkness of the forest
the stars revealed the path
leading to all that I am
She lifted my heart to the moon
I was all alone until she found me
trapped in a world of my own
the woods was our escape
even when the concrete backed us into the corners
backs to the wall
we sprayed our soul-graffiti
an act of pure defiance
soldiers armed with meaning
we kept our souls alive
even through all the lonely times
we kept our souls alive
but...
#love
#hope
#music
#lyrics
#LifeAsAWriter
407 reads
1 Comment
LightningBug
Poem Published
23rd May 2022 8:55pm
23rd May 2022 8:55pm
Assumptions
Always love it when
Silly people think
Something they read fits
Until they realize it can't fit only one view.
Many's the time that worlds collide
Punctuated by oopses and ahhs and sorrys,
Till the author in question reveals
Internal causations for change
Overtly cause editing themes undecided
Now become the final new
Sole intended genre.
Silly people think
Something they read fits
Until they realize it can't fit only one view.
Many's the time that worlds collide
Punctuated by oopses and ahhs and sorrys,
Till the author in question reveals
Internal causations for change
Overtly cause editing themes undecided
Now become the final new
Sole intended genre.
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
325 reads
6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
19th May 2022 12:41pm
19th May 2022 12:41pm
GNATS
I found life modelling
As an easy choice to make
As easy
As my gender reassignment surgery
Both choices
Were mine to make
I did not choose
To find my mother dead
To have a heart attack
To be beaten to a pulp
On at least five occasions
One included two snooker balls in a sock
Repeatedly beaten over the head
To be in a car crash at 70mph
To be repeatedly punished as a child
To go to fourteen different schools
T o be bullied at most of the
As a new kid
To live in constant fear of violence
To be so...
As an easy choice to make
As easy
As my gender reassignment surgery
Both choices
Were mine to make
I did not choose
To find my mother dead
To have a heart attack
To be beaten to a pulp
On at least five occasions
One included two snooker balls in a sock
Repeatedly beaten over the head
To be in a car crash at 70mph
To be repeatedly punished as a child
To go to fourteen different schools
T o be bullied at most of the
As a new kid
To live in constant fear of violence
To be so...
#anxiety
#hope
#LifeAsAWriter
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missjem56
Poem Published
18th May 2022 8:20pm
18th May 2022 8:20pm
An Orchestra Of Art
Being a life model
Is like conducting
An orchestra of artists
Their various sketching materials
At the ready
As i remove my gown
I become
An silent, unmoving conductor
My stillness, and poise Is their direction
Then the music begins
As the various scratchings On paper
Pick up the vibrancy Of the shape
That lies, sits, or stands Before them.
As i become their muse
Their match strike
As it flares up
As their flare of creativity begins
I remain oblivious Of their interpretations
Of my...
Is like conducting
An orchestra of artists
Their various sketching materials
At the ready
As i remove my gown
I become
An silent, unmoving conductor
My stillness, and poise Is their direction
Then the music begins
As the various scratchings On paper
Pick up the vibrancy Of the shape
That lies, sits, or stands Before them.
As i become their muse
Their match strike
As it flares up
As their flare of creativity begins
I remain oblivious Of their interpretations
Of my...
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#art
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
18th May 2022 8:08pm
18th May 2022 8:08pm
Dancing In The Reflection Of Hades
Emotions of the universe tenderly under seize
Heart refuses to move, mind and body on the altar christening in the please
The reflection of life, death, rebirth, to some, a blessing, to others a diabolical curse
My life force does not reinvent, the blood of the lamb, circumvent, false hymns with no spiritual intent
I do not need the creed of a Heaven invitation to dance in the presence of Hades in his inferno
I am the winds created to seek to and fro, as I summons the breeze to blow
To the Boker, the Witch...
Heart refuses to move, mind and body on the altar christening in the please
The reflection of life, death, rebirth, to some, a blessing, to others a diabolical curse
My life force does not reinvent, the blood of the lamb, circumvent, false hymns with no spiritual intent
I do not need the creed of a Heaven invitation to dance in the presence of Hades in his inferno
I am the winds created to seek to and fro, as I summons the breeze to blow
To the Boker, the Witch...
#dark
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
715 reads
9 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
18th May 2022 3:11pm
18th May 2022 3:11pm
oh the stories they tell
Some people will procure a narrative for who they think you are. . You listen with abject curiosity.. They may have the fortitude to get some things correct but are seriously lacking in knowledge of you.. this is not your story. This is their perception of it, of you. Let them have it. Changing their minds is too much work. That is a fruitless job. Bittersweet. I may smile, I may even laugh at their unknowing. That's all the time I will allow someone who thinks they know anything about me ..
#LifeAsAWriter
349 reads
6 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
17th May 2022 10:41pm
17th May 2022 10:41pm
Homage to the Heart
Adjective Delicious
The delicious
adjective;
changing forms –
the adjectives
were dandelions
being blown from
corner to corner
of the globe.
And like a
hungry
philosopher,
among the
tawny roads
that winder
and
wonder,
constructing,
and deconstructing,
I drove. Like a valiant farmer that creates his world.
This poem pays
homage to
the great Derrida.
No man is an island.
The delicious
adjective;
changing forms –
the adjectives
were dandelions
being blown from
corner to corner
of the globe.
And like a
hungry
philosopher,
among the
tawny roads
that winder
and
wonder,
constructing,
and deconstructing,
I drove. Like a valiant farmer that creates his world.
This poem pays
homage to
the great Derrida.
No man is an island.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
307 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th May 2022 7:28pm
15th May 2022 7:28pm
Ode to Stephen King (If It Bleeds)
I dreamt I spoke to the element of the dark
Brought my sharpen blades and my Holy Oil for any movement that larks
I heard a voice harken, so I had to see
Oh, you are the one who people talk about as being a Stephen King wanna be
Hum… I told the dark I will bite your broken ass you come barking up my tree
And you know this old man, once a Knight beheaded by my hands
Blocked, and quartered after the...
Brought my sharpen blades and my Holy Oil for any movement that larks
I heard a voice harken, so I had to see
Oh, you are the one who people talk about as being a Stephen King wanna be
Hum… I told the dark I will bite your broken ass you come barking up my tree
And you know this old man, once a Knight beheaded by my hands
Blocked, and quartered after the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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