Life Cycle by Top Critiquers Poems
#LifeCycle
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
12th Dec 2021 1:25pm
12th Dec 2021 1:25pm
Life Lessons from Carlie
If there is something you want, go after it…Whether it’s a lizard, a bubble, a ball, a snuggle, a person, or a dream….Go after it.
Find a spot in the sun. We are all solar powered. Don’t forget to charge yourself.
Don’t save new toys. New or old, play with whatever your heart desires. There is no time like the present.
Twitch your nose in a fresh breeze.
Know your boundaries but be open minded.
Keep your people, and your blankies, close.
Communicate. Let people know how you feel.
Go on car rides. Chase birds....
Find a spot in the sun. We are all solar powered. Don’t forget to charge yourself.
Don’t save new toys. New or old, play with whatever your heart desires. There is no time like the present.
Twitch your nose in a fresh breeze.
Know your boundaries but be open minded.
Keep your people, and your blankies, close.
Communicate. Let people know how you feel.
Go on car rides. Chase birds....
#happiness
#love
#heartbroken
#dogs
#LifeCycle
352 reads
29 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
17th Mar 2023 1:31am
17th Mar 2023 1:31am
I am your artist, I am your muse
Weathered
Like the painting
I am
Barrio Urban
South side
Writer’s block
You could cut with a knife
Art is my remains
Mentor, lover, muse
Choices and regrets
Sliced and diced
I never give up
The struggle
A piece of cake
Prefer Key Lime Pie
Work harder
Sleep tomorrow
Like the painting
I am
Barrio Urban
South side
Writer’s block
You could cut with a knife
Art is my remains
Mentor, lover, muse
Choices and regrets
Sliced and diced
I never give up
The struggle
A piece of cake
Prefer Key Lime Pie
Work harder
Sleep tomorrow
#strength
#identity
#myself
#LifeCycle
#art
162 reads
46 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
18th Jan 2023 8:20am
18th Jan 2023 8:20am
For The Living
Vigil and Visitation
If you think of me at all, remember me fondly. Look upon our time together in cherished snippets that will bring you joy and peace. Hail Mary, full of grace…
Funeral Liturgy
Life has not ended my love.
I’m with you everyday in every action. Weep not for me, but carry forward the love we shared. We will see each other once again.
Our Father, who art in heaven…
Committal
In final farewell, know I am laid to rest in divine comfort. Wrapped in a love pure and eternal. Go in peace to live your lives in joy.
Glory be to the...
If you think of me at all, remember me fondly. Look upon our time together in cherished snippets that will bring you joy and peace. Hail Mary, full of grace…
Funeral Liturgy
Life has not ended my love.
I’m with you everyday in every action. Weep not for me, but carry forward the love we shared. We will see each other once again.
Our Father, who art in heaven…
Committal
In final farewell, know I am laid to rest in divine comfort. Wrapped in a love pure and eternal. Go in peace to live your lives in joy.
Glory be to the...
#LifeCycle
348 reads
41 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 8:15pm
26th Mar 2023 8:15pm
Salt
Mornings are bone bright and raw,
Gut aching a lighthouse beacon,
Rotating in pea soup fog,
Memories flickering from some piecemeal vault
In this segmented fuck brain
That's always
Recalling
In geomorphic shapes,
Like some scribe cleric
Bent over a tome
Scrawling days into cuneiform:
Warm pretzel thick as cord
In my child's hands,
Sharp bullion bricks of salt
Embedded in the surface morass,
Sliding the scale
Into a navy blue blanket
Pulled overhead,
While the hunger...
Gut aching a lighthouse beacon,
Rotating in pea soup fog,
Memories flickering from some piecemeal vault
In this segmented fuck brain
That's always
Recalling
In geomorphic shapes,
Like some scribe cleric
Bent over a tome
Scrawling days into cuneiform:
Warm pretzel thick as cord
In my child's hands,
Sharp bullion bricks of salt
Embedded in the surface morass,
Sliding the scale
Into a navy blue blanket
Pulled overhead,
While the hunger...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#memories
#LifeCycle
#admiration
124 reads
9 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
12th Apr 2020 12:16pm
12th Apr 2020 12:16pm
the beauty of life
a lone dandelion dances on the breeze
saddened by life I look to her in her natural state
nature never stops with its celebration of life
it is ever diligent with its truth
I watch the birds of the air kiss the sky
I long to be that innocent
an honest creature of hope
if they are saddened by the world as it is today
they never complain
no storm or earthly trouble keeps them from their duty
like clockwork with their diligent pursuit of life
I awaken to bird chatter and song
they humbly remind me life goes on
the...
saddened by life I look to her in her natural state
nature never stops with its celebration of life
it is ever diligent with its truth
I watch the birds of the air kiss the sky
I long to be that innocent
an honest creature of hope
if they are saddened by the world as it is today
they never complain
no storm or earthly trouble keeps them from their duty
like clockwork with their diligent pursuit of life
I awaken to bird chatter and song
they humbly remind me life goes on
the...
#nature
#LifeCycle
376 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Sep 2021 11:37pm
15th Sep 2021 11:37pm
Evolution Of Reincarnation (Three Year Anniversary Of Reposting)
Much needed spiritual rest
I’ve returned to inspire the best
I’ve looked over the mountaintop
Things I’ve witnessed will not allow the flow of my mind to stop
I’ve tasted hunger
Seen the lifeless look on the faces of whoremongers
Beauty gone, virginity robbed while they were so much younger
Money will no longer be evident in this life
Turmoil led by continuous strife
Implanted devices denial if not
The mark of the beast will mark its spot
Elements of mankind
Mentally...
I’ve returned to inspire the best
I’ve looked over the mountaintop
Things I’ve witnessed will not allow the flow of my mind to stop
I’ve tasted hunger
Seen the lifeless look on the faces of whoremongers
Beauty gone, virginity robbed while they were so much younger
Money will no longer be evident in this life
Turmoil led by continuous strife
Implanted devices denial if not
The mark of the beast will mark its spot
Elements of mankind
Mentally...
#dreams
#angels
#rebirth
#heaven
#LifeCycle
385 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2023 5:29am
22nd Mar 2023 5:29am
Cold Dead Hand
He is the dark figure that always come calling
His presence means that this is the end of the road
His scythe cuts the thread of life, there’s no stalling
He comes to collect everything he is owed
He is the only thing that is assured in our lives
A pre-determined arrangement nobody knows
He is an unstoppable force that when he arrives
Everything halts briefly just as he comes and goes
You think you know your fate, your faith, his face?
He can take any shape or form or whatever situation
His cold dead hand can grab you...
His presence means that this is the end of the road
His scythe cuts the thread of life, there’s no stalling
He comes to collect everything he is owed
He is the only thing that is assured in our lives
A pre-determined arrangement nobody knows
He is an unstoppable force that when he arrives
Everything halts briefly just as he comes and goes
You think you know your fate, your faith, his face?
He can take any shape or form or whatever situation
His cold dead hand can grab you...
#death
#scary
#LifeCycle
67 reads
6 Comments
Ownly_Human
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:05pm
Yesterday 12:05pm
Life's Dance
Life is like a dance,
a continuous movement
with no beginning or end.
When we are young,
our dance is full of energy
and enthusiasm,
with no true form or direction.
We move with reckless abandon,
our bodies flailing about
as we explore the world around us.
As we grow older,
our dance begins to take shape.
We start to learn the steps,
to find our rhythm,
and to move with purpose.
We become more confident
in our movements,
our bodies more coordinated
and controlled.
But as the years...
a continuous movement
with no beginning or end.
When we are young,
our dance is full of energy
and enthusiasm,
with no true form or direction.
We move with reckless abandon,
our bodies flailing about
as we explore the world around us.
As we grow older,
our dance begins to take shape.
We start to learn the steps,
to find our rhythm,
and to move with purpose.
We become more confident
in our movements,
our bodies more coordinated
and controlled.
But as the years...
#prose
#humankind
#LifeCycle
58 reads
18 Comments
Her
Poem Published
7th Apr 2022 8:04am
7th Apr 2022 8:04am
For My Unborn Child, Had You Ever Lived
Welcome to the story of being human
You may want to sit down for this
It’s not easy being human
It’s hard work. A lot of hard work
Almost all of the time.
Almost
You start of young, very young
Dependent on everyone young
You don’t know independence
Yet
You will fall down the moment you get up
Again, and again
But one day, you won’t
You will learn to talk, to laugh, to cry to debate and to sing
With your own voice
You will learn to dress yourself, to protect yourself, to put on a mask and to hide yourself ...
You may want to sit down for this
It’s not easy being human
It’s hard work. A lot of hard work
Almost all of the time.
Almost
You start of young, very young
Dependent on everyone young
You don’t know independence
Yet
You will fall down the moment you get up
Again, and again
But one day, you won’t
You will learn to talk, to laugh, to cry to debate and to sing
With your own voice
You will learn to dress yourself, to protect yourself, to put on a mask and to hide yourself ...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
277 reads
5 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2020 9:47am
22nd Aug 2020 9:47am
Passing
Passing
The sands of time run continuously, things in life dont stop, contol is momentary, you cant stop the clock
People come people go, like the tides that drive the sea, drifting in drifting out, its how our life must be
One moment you're the inspired one, you share a connected thing, happiness is everywhere, you feel the warmth they bring
Fleeting, passing moments, a oasis in the sand, a few sips of water, in a baron lifeless land
One moment you're in sunshine, the next freezing in the snow, things get flipped so easily, its part of...
The sands of time run continuously, things in life dont stop, contol is momentary, you cant stop the clock
People come people go, like the tides that drive the sea, drifting in drifting out, its how our life must be
One moment you're the inspired one, you share a connected thing, happiness is everywhere, you feel the warmth they bring
Fleeting, passing moments, a oasis in the sand, a few sips of water, in a baron lifeless land
One moment you're in sunshine, the next freezing in the snow, things get flipped so easily, its part of...
#LifeCycle
466 reads
8 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
24th Aug 2021 11:55am
24th Aug 2021 11:55am
Deja Vu
Take me beyond
deja vu,
beyond
The social script;
show me
something
I have never seen,
Something
supreme
O Queen
Of moon beam
frequency -
frequently
radiant,
Adjacent
Nascent
&
New;
Show me
how you do
what
You do,
Known,
By
only
a
few.
deja vu,
beyond
The social script;
show me
something
I have never seen,
Something
supreme
O Queen
Of moon beam
frequency -
frequently
radiant,
Adjacent
Nascent
&
New;
Show me
how you do
what
You do,
Known,
By
only
a
few.
#nature
#spiritual
#confessional #LifeCycle
#confessional #LifeCycle
191 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
10th Jan 2023 11:49am
10th Jan 2023 11:49am
Mnemosyne!
It's true!
Man has a whispering spirit!
It comes sneaking in on every breath
Where the trachea will steer it
In and out until our death.
But it's only something that we borrow
Each and every temporary day
To get us to our sacred tomorrow
That we can't get to any other way.
And so there is a magic in the air
That comes down to us from the sky;
A magic with which we must take care,
Since no concept would ever clarify
Without tons of phytoplanktonic aid...
From the seven seas big...
Man has a whispering spirit!
It comes sneaking in on every breath
Where the trachea will steer it
In and out until our death.
But it's only something that we borrow
Each and every temporary day
To get us to our sacred tomorrow
That we can't get to any other way.
And so there is a magic in the air
That comes down to us from the sky;
A magic with which we must take care,
Since no concept would ever clarify
Without tons of phytoplanktonic aid...
From the seven seas big...
#science
#environment
#pollution #LifeCycle
#pollution #LifeCycle
120 reads
5 Comments
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