Poems About My Inspiration Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about my inspiration seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
cabcool
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:51pm
25th Oct 2024 2:51pm
October Poems 2024 >> why i write
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
DAY 25
why i write
i write because life’s fires burn like hell,
singeing the hairs that crown my head and back,
while i am left outside the citadel,
confronted by time’s cunning almanac.
i write because my tongue is petrified
by ropes of metaphoric voicelessness,
whose strangulation pen will have defied,
where stand i unbereft of choicelessness.
i write because my raw blade seems too sharp
against the jugulars of provocateurs
who rip two...
DAY 25
why i write
i write because life’s fires burn like hell,
singeing the hairs that crown my head and back,
while i am left outside the citadel,
confronted by time’s cunning almanac.
i write because my tongue is petrified
by ropes of metaphoric voicelessness,
whose strangulation pen will have defied,
where stand i unbereft of choicelessness.
i write because my raw blade seems too sharp
against the jugulars of provocateurs
who rip two...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
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Magdalena
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 9:53pm
24th Oct 2024 9:53pm
keep all of the good stuff with you
hours were longer back then
jam packed with laughter
dark was as easy as light
non-threatening
innocent
every bend found new adventures
we pulled back the long grass
run as fast as we could
until our breath caught hard
hair knotted with daisies
dirty knees and rolling thunder
a jar full of life
the lid was to keep you safe
so we could get you home
chasing the rain ahead
catching drops In open mouths
and skyward eyes
how the world looked so different
magic was real ...
jam packed with laughter
dark was as easy as light
non-threatening
innocent
every bend found new adventures
we pulled back the long grass
run as fast as we could
until our breath caught hard
hair knotted with daisies
dirty knees and rolling thunder
a jar full of life
the lid was to keep you safe
so we could get you home
chasing the rain ahead
catching drops In open mouths
and skyward eyes
how the world looked so different
magic was real ...
#MyInspiration
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moon_bather
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 4:38am
15th Oct 2024 4:38am
Another Day
Waking to the city’s cold embrace
Concrete boots, heart’s misplaced
City lights, mood’s a haze
Echoes of sirens, a bad day’s craze
Coffee’s my fix, frosty veins
Steel canyons, icy reins
Luck’s lost in alleyways
Howlin’ wind, urban disarray
Detective eyes, steel and gray
Neon signs, flicker and sway
Ghost town echoes, shadows play
Lone wolf’s howl, city decay
Guitar strummin’, subway hum
Ghost in the crowd, widow’s drum
Briefcase loaded, devil in disguise ...
Concrete boots, heart’s misplaced
City lights, mood’s a haze
Echoes of sirens, a bad day’s craze
Coffee’s my fix, frosty veins
Steel canyons, icy reins
Luck’s lost in alleyways
Howlin’ wind, urban disarray
Detective eyes, steel and gray
Neon signs, flicker and sway
Ghost town echoes, shadows play
Lone wolf’s howl, city decay
Guitar strummin’, subway hum
Ghost in the crowd, widow’s drum
Briefcase loaded, devil in disguise ...
#city
#honesty
#humankind
#MyInspiration
#sky
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MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 9:46pm
14th Oct 2024 9:46pm
Autumn, a Painting of An Artist
Confusing thoughts in Fall, me ceased to stalk
worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
wonders from afar spreading their smiles in a flock
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike.
Worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike
walking paths trodden by shades of foliage, nothing dire.
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
a painting of no formal learning, that's Nature the...
worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
wonders from afar spreading their smiles in a flock
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike.
Worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike
walking paths trodden by shades of foliage, nothing dire.
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
a painting of no formal learning, that's Nature the...
#beauty
#fall
#MyInspiration
#nature
#spiritual
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moon_bather
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 4:36am
1st Oct 2024 4:36am
Lovely Mistake (in that life can swallow you whole before you see anything coming but next thing is they got you)
this stupid little life
in this
stupid little house
in this
empty soulless city
means (absolutely)
everything
to me
in this
stupid little house
in this
empty soulless city
means (absolutely)
everything
to me
#aging
#freedom
#happiness
#MyInspiration
#passion
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PAR
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 5:15pm
25th Sep 2024 5:15pm
Almost Sylvia Plath
To endure and not spill at all.
I abandoned myself like a patchwork.
And I peel the epidermis from me like pomegranate seeds.
I juggled once more.
A sort of wandering spectacle, my exit
A captive without parchment,
detain the scarf.
The persona, the jointed hollows, the array of molars?
Soon, on strike the steak
And I, a lady, a superior lady.
This is the ceramic femur.
What a billion embellishments.
They flay my palms and soles—
These were my fingers
My elbows, no, my elbows ache.
Yet...
I abandoned myself like a patchwork.
And I peel the epidermis from me like pomegranate seeds.
I juggled once more.
A sort of wandering spectacle, my exit
A captive without parchment,
detain the scarf.
The persona, the jointed hollows, the array of molars?
Soon, on strike the steak
And I, a lady, a superior lady.
This is the ceramic femur.
What a billion embellishments.
They flay my palms and soles—
These were my fingers
My elbows, no, my elbows ache.
Yet...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#reading
#WritingPoetry
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
15th Sep 2024 5:16am
15th Sep 2024 5:16am
PSYCHOACTIVE HALF MOON PRAYER (Monday, 6-10-19, 9:09pm; Palm Springs, California.)
another hot mid june
southern california desert
summer night
i walked outside
up to my condo apartment s pool
for my nightly two hour long
ritual hot spa soak
just after 4 hits
off my 420 vape pen
then upon looking up
into the velvety dark
vast deep bowl
of wide open
gaping night s sky above
i was immediately swallowed up
spellbound enamored completely
by and with
the luminous soft white milky salve
of smiling near half moon light s
frosted silvery bath
silently glazing it s ...
southern california desert
summer night
i walked outside
up to my condo apartment s pool
for my nightly two hour long
ritual hot spa soak
just after 4 hits
off my 420 vape pen
then upon looking up
into the velvety dark
vast deep bowl
of wide open
gaping night s sky above
i was immediately swallowed up
spellbound enamored completely
by and with
the luminous soft white milky salve
of smiling near half moon light s
frosted silvery bath
silently glazing it s ...
#marijuana
#MyInspiration
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
#water
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 6:50pm
14th Sep 2024 6:50pm
Hungover or summat.
I awake to light.
Boring itself through my skull.
And,
Baby,
There ain't no us.
There's just me
With a headache.
Reevaluating my life.
Choices.
Boring itself through my skull.
And,
Baby,
There ain't no us.
There's just me
With a headache.
Reevaluating my life.
Choices.
#emptiness
#mirror
#MyInspiration
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 00:09am
7th Sep 2024 00:09am
PIECES OF BROKEN GLASS
Here I am as I am just a mortal man, just taking it one day at a time. YET trying so desperately to survive in a place, that has become a vision of my own life passing, before my own eyes. 👁️👁️ For it's necessary for me to understand, what it is I am going through, yet there are those things that I can't really control. 😞 YET I know that it's in GOD'S HANDS BECAUSE OF MY FAITH, IN WHAT I 👁️ SEE AND BELIEVE. 🙏 FOR sure there will be some hard times, as well as good and bad times when I feel like SILENTLY, just crying with the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
#WritingPoetry
147 reads
6 Comments
FATBOY300PLUS
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 6:25pm
14th Aug 2024 6:25pm
Ghost Writer
Sights seen by my eyes become words in my mind
Alphabet arrangements flowing thru my hand
from my pen to my pad
Letters looping lazily across each page
Ink barely leaving evidence of its presence in its passage onto parchment
Breathing, living feelings infusing the fleeting black lines and softly pigmented strokes which slowly come forth
Ethereal cursive lassos leaving elusive, swirled markings
fading in finishing
as if written by the hand of a ghost
(Thank you, my Instagram Muse, for...
Alphabet arrangements flowing thru my hand
from my pen to my pad
Letters looping lazily across each page
Ink barely leaving evidence of its presence in its passage onto parchment
Breathing, living feelings infusing the fleeting black lines and softly pigmented strokes which slowly come forth
Ethereal cursive lassos leaving elusive, swirled markings
fading in finishing
as if written by the hand of a ghost
(Thank you, my Instagram Muse, for...
#MyInspiration
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry
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Northern_Soul
Poem Published
17th Jul 2024 10:34am
17th Jul 2024 10:34am
Real Talk
I watch her perch on a seventies chair
hair draped across her face
skirt meeting skin at the knees.
I look at her there
crushed
somewhere between woe
and the wandering world
as she talks of how time
eats her alive
how love fucks her up
as she fidgets with a silver ring,
chews her bottom lip.
I can’t help but think
how beautiful women are
in their fury
how they arrive
crowning grief at the base
birthing hope into lives and rooms
that hold no place for them ...
hair draped across her face
skirt meeting skin at the knees.
I look at her there
crushed
somewhere between woe
and the wandering world
as she talks of how time
eats her alive
how love fucks her up
as she fidgets with a silver ring,
chews her bottom lip.
I can’t help but think
how beautiful women are
in their fury
how they arrive
crowning grief at the base
birthing hope into lives and rooms
that hold no place for them ...
#MyInspiration
#strength
#vulnerability
#weakness
#women
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PAR
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 12:23pm
26th Jun 2024 12:23pm
Swam dollabis naga.
It doesn't even come to chasco
that I messed up the xarufa.
I'm struck by the leaves of the leaves
that are dying.
I axuncall your frixola
meidelado meidetraz.
Ensim peroca in the corner.
Shupilambas on the borders.
Gozobo casabertas.
I lost my clitobia.
Ensim leitado debreshecas
put the goalposts.
Raz paras verallas
ten tangled tachanca.
Spit lubrifins.
A frinasca of funfrunnas frengolem.
that I messed up the xarufa.
I'm struck by the leaves of the leaves
that are dying.
I axuncall your frixola
meidelado meidetraz.
Ensim peroca in the corner.
Shupilambas on the borders.
Gozobo casabertas.
I lost my clitobia.
Ensim leitado debreshecas
put the goalposts.
Raz paras verallas
ten tangled tachanca.
Spit lubrifins.
A frinasca of funfrunnas frengolem.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#nonfiction
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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