Poems About My Inspiration Published by Members Recently Online
#MyInspiration
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
21st Sep 2022 8:02pm
21st Sep 2022 8:02pm
An occupational hazard
I like to write poems
but struggle with rhyming—
to do that, you need to have
rhythm and timing meter.
Some knowledge of synonyms
won't go amiss—
so if that word doesn't fit,
you can use this another.
It pays to make sure
that each rhyming word's strong
because if they're not equal,
the poem sounds wrong contrived.
I find that by rhyming
my poems sound flimsy,
although I appreciate
humour and whimsy lightheartedness
Perhaps I should stick
to my usual style,
because...
but struggle with rhyming—
to do that, you need to have
rhythm and timing meter.
Some knowledge of synonyms
won't go amiss—
so if that word doesn't fit,
you can use this another.
It pays to make sure
that each rhyming word's strong
because if they're not equal,
the poem sounds wrong contrived.
I find that by rhyming
my poems sound flimsy,
although I appreciate
humour and whimsy lightheartedness
Perhaps I should stick
to my usual style,
because...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
433 reads
6 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
21st Sep 2022 8:02pm
21st Sep 2022 8:02pm
An occupational hazard
I like to write poems
but struggle with rhyming—
to do that, you need to have
rhythm and timing meter.
Some knowledge of synonyms
won't go amiss—
so if that word doesn't fit,
you can use this another.
It pays to make sure
that each rhyming word's strong
because if they're not equal,
the poem sounds wrong contrived.
I find that by rhyming
my poems sound flimsy,
although I appreciate
humour and whimsy lightheartedness
Perhaps I should stick
to my usual style,
because...
but struggle with rhyming—
to do that, you need to have
rhythm and timing meter.
Some knowledge of synonyms
won't go amiss—
so if that word doesn't fit,
you can use this another.
It pays to make sure
that each rhyming word's strong
because if they're not equal,
the poem sounds wrong contrived.
I find that by rhyming
my poems sound flimsy,
although I appreciate
humour and whimsy lightheartedness
Perhaps I should stick
to my usual style,
because...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
433 reads
6 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
21st Sep 2022 8:02pm
21st Sep 2022 8:02pm
An occupational hazard
I like to write poems
but struggle with rhyming—
to do that, you need to have
rhythm and timing meter.
Some knowledge of synonyms
won't go amiss—
so if that word doesn't fit,
you can use this another.
It pays to make sure
that each rhyming word's strong
because if they're not equal,
the poem sounds wrong contrived.
I find that by rhyming
my poems sound flimsy,
although I appreciate
humour and whimsy lightheartedness
Perhaps I should stick
to my usual style,
because...
but struggle with rhyming—
to do that, you need to have
rhythm and timing meter.
Some knowledge of synonyms
won't go amiss—
so if that word doesn't fit,
you can use this another.
It pays to make sure
that each rhyming word's strong
because if they're not equal,
the poem sounds wrong contrived.
I find that by rhyming
my poems sound flimsy,
although I appreciate
humour and whimsy lightheartedness
Perhaps I should stick
to my usual style,
because...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
433 reads
6 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
21st Sep 2022 8:02pm
21st Sep 2022 8:02pm
An occupational hazard
I like to write poems
but struggle with rhyming—
to do that, you need to have
rhythm and timing meter.
Some knowledge of synonyms
won't go amiss—
so if that word doesn't fit,
you can use this another.
It pays to make sure
that each rhyming word's strong
because if they're not equal,
the poem sounds wrong contrived.
I find that by rhyming
my poems sound flimsy,
although I appreciate
humour and whimsy lightheartedness
Perhaps I should stick
to my usual style,
because...
but struggle with rhyming—
to do that, you need to have
rhythm and timing meter.
Some knowledge of synonyms
won't go amiss—
so if that word doesn't fit,
you can use this another.
It pays to make sure
that each rhyming word's strong
because if they're not equal,
the poem sounds wrong contrived.
I find that by rhyming
my poems sound flimsy,
although I appreciate
humour and whimsy lightheartedness
Perhaps I should stick
to my usual style,
because...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
433 reads
6 Comments
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
141 reads
2 Comments
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
141 reads
2 Comments
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
141 reads
2 Comments
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
141 reads
2 Comments
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
141 reads
2 Comments
Her
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 3:09am
22nd Dec 2024 3:09am
The Real Raconteur (Pinkdreams)
I imagine I could sit for hours
And listen to her fables
She’s the perfect teacher
I imagine also
That she may not think so
Life isn’t always kind
It’s not perfect
There isn’t a pot of gold
At the end of the Lucky Charms Rainbow
Her poems make you believe there could be
She’s funny as hell
With her Pink brand of humor
She makes the ordinary
And not so ordinary
Come to life
She’ll tell you about a woman being chased by a donkey in...
And listen to her fables
She’s the perfect teacher
I imagine also
That she may not think so
Life isn’t always kind
It’s not perfect
There isn’t a pot of gold
At the end of the Lucky Charms Rainbow
Her poems make you believe there could be
She’s funny as hell
With her Pink brand of humor
She makes the ordinary
And not so ordinary
Come to life
She’ll tell you about a woman being chased by a donkey in...
#admiration
#MyInspiration
#respect
124 reads
9 Comments
Her
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 3:09am
22nd Dec 2024 3:09am
The Real Raconteur (Pinkdreams)
I imagine I could sit for hours
And listen to her fables
She’s the perfect teacher
I imagine also
That she may not think so
Life isn’t always kind
It’s not perfect
There isn’t a pot of gold
At the end of the Lucky Charms Rainbow
Her poems make you believe there could be
She’s funny as hell
With her Pink brand of humor
She makes the ordinary
And not so ordinary
Come to life
She’ll tell you about a woman being chased by a donkey in...
And listen to her fables
She’s the perfect teacher
I imagine also
That she may not think so
Life isn’t always kind
It’s not perfect
There isn’t a pot of gold
At the end of the Lucky Charms Rainbow
Her poems make you believe there could be
She’s funny as hell
With her Pink brand of humor
She makes the ordinary
And not so ordinary
Come to life
She’ll tell you about a woman being chased by a donkey in...
#admiration
#MyInspiration
#respect
124 reads
9 Comments
Her
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 3:09am
22nd Dec 2024 3:09am
The Real Raconteur (Pinkdreams)
I imagine I could sit for hours
And listen to her fables
She’s the perfect teacher
I imagine also
That she may not think so
Life isn’t always kind
It’s not perfect
There isn’t a pot of gold
At the end of the Lucky Charms Rainbow
Her poems make you believe there could be
She’s funny as hell
With her Pink brand of humor
She makes the ordinary
And not so ordinary
Come to life
She’ll tell you about a woman being chased by a donkey in...
And listen to her fables
She’s the perfect teacher
I imagine also
That she may not think so
Life isn’t always kind
It’s not perfect
There isn’t a pot of gold
At the end of the Lucky Charms Rainbow
Her poems make you believe there could be
She’s funny as hell
With her Pink brand of humor
She makes the ordinary
And not so ordinary
Come to life
She’ll tell you about a woman being chased by a donkey in...
#admiration
#MyInspiration
#respect
124 reads
9 Comments
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