NaPoWriMo2018 Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#NaPoWriMo2018
napowrimo2018 seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
oskar
Poem Published
11th Aug 2022 11:10am
11th Aug 2022 11:10am
posterity
Posterity
Adam, the man, was up early and stood on the terrace
his body was pale as the unborn sun
sitting on the low wall on the terrace, he evacuated
down to the roof of a neighbour.
Since he didn’t have paper, he wrote on the wall
“I shat here!”
Later, the woman who makes the breakfast and
clean the house came; an elderly maid, who had
seen it all.
While Adam was breakfasting came to the terrace
hosed down the offending words.
Adam’s pathetic attempts to be remembered for
posterity was in vain.
...
Adam, the man, was up early and stood on the terrace
his body was pale as the unborn sun
sitting on the low wall on the terrace, he evacuated
down to the roof of a neighbour.
Since he didn’t have paper, he wrote on the wall
“I shat here!”
Later, the woman who makes the breakfast and
clean the house came; an elderly maid, who had
seen it all.
While Adam was breakfasting came to the terrace
hosed down the offending words.
Adam’s pathetic attempts to be remembered for
posterity was in vain.
...
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
2nd May 2018 12:05pm
2nd May 2018 12:05pm
Dedicated x’s Thirty
( DUP’s NaPoWriMo 2018 )
I keel’ed over,
Knock’d out, shock’d,
Once it hit me—
Another year
Another “dollar”,
My system, spent;
Worthy investment
In dedication.
Another NaPo’s
Come and gone,
Though unlike any
Road this poet’s done.
I crash’d and burn’d,
On my feet & then
To bed all day,
Perchance to sleep.
No phone no dreams,
Short-circuited.
Middle o’ the night,
I shuffle over
Blurry-eyed
In my slippers
To thank
The...
I keel’ed over,
Knock’d out, shock’d,
Once it hit me—
Another year
Another “dollar”,
My system, spent;
Worthy investment
In dedication.
Another NaPo’s
Come and gone,
Though unlike any
Road this poet’s done.
I crash’d and burn’d,
On my feet & then
To bed all day,
Perchance to sleep.
No phone no dreams,
Short-circuited.
Middle o’ the night,
I shuffle over
Blurry-eyed
In my slippers
To thank
The...
#NaPoWriMo2018
#uplifting
#WritingPoetry
#learning
#gratitude
618 reads
6 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
30th Apr 2018 2:22pm
30th Apr 2018 2:22pm
At Last, The Muse Gets Real
(sonnet)
Ungodly hell! You pick today to turn
Your face and show your scaly lizard soul.
Twenty-nine days you let your alter burn,
And last day, Muse, my black heart you extol.
Did I not please? Did I not offer well
The guiling whispers of my desp’rate need?
Did I not write the self you’d have me tell?
But no, Lizard Muse, now you’d have me bleed.
So hear, in clever verse my wants express,
That life itself would never bring to me.
I hide, in turn of phrase, my heart’s distress,
That versely sate might end...
Ungodly hell! You pick today to turn
Your face and show your scaly lizard soul.
Twenty-nine days you let your alter burn,
And last day, Muse, my black heart you extol.
Did I not please? Did I not offer well
The guiling whispers of my desp’rate need?
Did I not write the self you’d have me tell?
But no, Lizard Muse, now you’d have me bleed.
So hear, in clever verse my wants express,
That life itself would never bring to me.
I hide, in turn of phrase, my heart’s distress,
That versely sate might end...
#depression
#dark
#NaPoWriMo2018
610 reads
3 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
30th Apr 2018 8:57am
30th Apr 2018 8:57am
Sermon
Loosen’d bondage, silken laces,
Sin in hallow’d satin places,
Tender kisses tasting traces
From her lover’s oral graces.
Drifting dunes like sandy beaches,
What he wants of her he reaches.
In the scent & shade of peaches
Is the sermon that she preaches.
Leaning forward gently touching
Trails of salty tears of weeping.
Render’d lover I am dreaming;
Moon has secret, am I sleeping?
As his breath meets w’ her sighing,
Pressing closest, deepest finding;
Yes, my love, you have me flying ...
Sin in hallow’d satin places,
Tender kisses tasting traces
From her lover’s oral graces.
Drifting dunes like sandy beaches,
What he wants of her he reaches.
In the scent & shade of peaches
Is the sermon that she preaches.
Leaning forward gently touching
Trails of salty tears of weeping.
Render’d lover I am dreaming;
Moon has secret, am I sleeping?
As his breath meets w’ her sighing,
Pressing closest, deepest finding;
Yes, my love, you have me flying ...
#sex
#moon
#NaPoWriMo2018 #lover
#NaPoWriMo2018 #lover
1098 reads
11 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
29th Apr 2018 5:53pm
29th Apr 2018 5:53pm
Gossip ‘Cross the Table
(With a smattering of Alphabetic Alliterations)
THE BARNSTABLE STOCK & TRADE
(Founded circa: 1822) $1.25 US, $1.62 CAN/ a copy.
Circulation: 8,703. Add 12 more if you count the cardboard settlement on the river bottom under the 4th Street bridge.
Today’s forecast was set for hot. This evening will be less hot. There’ll be a quarter moon on the wane. Tomorrow’s first light will be at 5:32AM.
Bringing you the latest in our daily evening special edition.
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = ...
THE BARNSTABLE STOCK & TRADE
(Founded circa: 1822) $1.25 US, $1.62 CAN/ a copy.
Circulation: 8,703. Add 12 more if you count the cardboard settlement on the river bottom under the 4th Street bridge.
Today’s forecast was set for hot. This evening will be less hot. There’ll be a quarter moon on the wane. Tomorrow’s first light will be at 5:32AM.
Bringing you the latest in our daily evening special edition.
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = ...
#family
#friendship
#countryside
#NaPoWriMo2018
#support
776 reads
17 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
28th Apr 2018 11:26am
28th Apr 2018 11:26am
You Ruined It For Me
An Exercise In Expression
( Disclaimer to the Reader: This is not about someone you know. )
I read you and you swallow me whole.
Realizing at that moment how you’ve
Stripped me of my finest harvest,
Gathered only moments before
To mix in my muse blender.
To prepare a cobbler of shattering delights
(With just the right amount of cinnamon);
Golden flakey crust, and still warm.
And eye-rolling sensory, using
Exclamations and expletives
That hadn’t been born till then.
Your “catch up”...
( Disclaimer to the Reader: This is not about someone you know. )
I read you and you swallow me whole.
Realizing at that moment how you’ve
Stripped me of my finest harvest,
Gathered only moments before
To mix in my muse blender.
To prepare a cobbler of shattering delights
(With just the right amount of cinnamon);
Golden flakey crust, and still warm.
And eye-rolling sensory, using
Exclamations and expletives
That hadn’t been born till then.
Your “catch up”...
#anxiety
#identity
#FreeVerse
#NaPoWriMo2018
#WritingPoetry
702 reads
10 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
27th Apr 2018 4:39pm
27th Apr 2018 4:39pm
A Day
Rain comes down
pattering against glass panes
a scattering of showers
Cars rush past outside
susurration sounds
skimming water with wheels
Grey clouds hang above
temporary backdrop
muted and reserved
just there
no more intent than that;
makeshift weather for today
nothing special
time for reflection
Rejuvenation in the austerity
Minimalism expressed
in depth analysis not necessary
merely enjoy the space
Leaves on trees lazily swing
bounced by the droplets
or swayed by the minor wind ...
pattering against glass panes
a scattering of showers
Cars rush past outside
susurration sounds
skimming water with wheels
Grey clouds hang above
temporary backdrop
muted and reserved
just there
no more intent than that;
makeshift weather for today
nothing special
time for reflection
Rejuvenation in the austerity
Minimalism expressed
in depth analysis not necessary
merely enjoy the space
Leaves on trees lazily swing
bounced by the droplets
or swayed by the minor wind ...
#trees
#rain
#nature #NaPoWriMo2018
#nature #NaPoWriMo2018
593 reads
2 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
27th Apr 2018 8:34am
27th Apr 2018 8:34am
Death By Cheerios
The honey-nut variety
From half a dozen of its ilk.
Just bone dry without any milk,
No almond, soy or coconut.
I honestly can’t say the words.
I’m eating it like raisin turds.
There goes one flying by my face,
I tried to toss it, missed a space.
I’ll never find it on the rug,
These bastards do me like a drug!
And 6 months later, petrified,
I’ll find it laying where it died.
It tried committing suicide,
With other brothers mummified.
It’s really gross, I’ll relocate
Just ‘cause...
From half a dozen of its ilk.
Just bone dry without any milk,
No almond, soy or coconut.
I honestly can’t say the words.
I’m eating it like raisin turds.
There goes one flying by my face,
I tried to toss it, missed a space.
I’ll never find it on the rug,
These bastards do me like a drug!
And 6 months later, petrified,
I’ll find it laying where it died.
It tried committing suicide,
With other brothers mummified.
It’s really gross, I’ll relocate
Just ‘cause...
#food
#NaPoWriMo2018
#funny
678 reads
5 Comments
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
27th Apr 2018 6:38am
27th Apr 2018 6:38am
Polyamorous With A Family!
Sometimes, a man has to write
what
a man has to write
He could slap it
in erotic
Choose self
slam an observation
call it love
if you lucky
He'll add it to dark
and
tag it erotic
Or he may
just go completely metalic
and green
Truth is
When a man has to write
what a man
has to write
It's not what's
written between
the < Title>
and < / end>
that counts for shit
See a man with a book
and an eye
for
the...
what
a man has to write
He could slap it
in erotic
Choose self
slam an observation
call it love
if you lucky
He'll add it to dark
and
tag it erotic
Or he may
just go completely metalic
and green
Truth is
When a man has to write
what a man
has to write
It's not what's
written between
the < Title>
and < / end>
that counts for shit
See a man with a book
and an eye
for
the...
#erotic
#funny
#NaPoWriMo2018
537 reads
2 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
26th Apr 2018 2:28pm
26th Apr 2018 2:28pm
D&D & ABC
There is power in words,
just ask anyone who plays a healer class;
words can revive the dying
and help the party survive
even as the system seeks to grind them down,
as the fighters roar their rage
and the casters create destruction
from but a few syllables.
As for the players themselves
a few words can convey their tale
make you feel the pressure
join in the joys and sorrow
and have empathy for the epic.
Whether the words are wielded
as weapons to blast the goblins
or as shields to heal the ailing
or to simply...
just ask anyone who plays a healer class;
words can revive the dying
and help the party survive
even as the system seeks to grind them down,
as the fighters roar their rage
and the casters create destruction
from but a few syllables.
As for the players themselves
a few words can convey their tale
make you feel the pressure
join in the joys and sorrow
and have empathy for the epic.
Whether the words are wielded
as weapons to blast the goblins
or as shields to heal the ailing
or to simply...
#NaPoWriMo2018
#PowerOfWords
634 reads
0 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
26th Apr 2018 11:00am
26th Apr 2018 11:00am
Clandestina
Yep, that’s my name, don’t wear it out,
It means one day, someday, we’ll meet.
It’s hard to say without my teeth.
Well I know we met yesterday.
I may be old but I ain’t dead - not yet.
You young’uns got life on a string.
Now when I was young this was farms.
Say, where do you think I was born,
A turnip truck go’in to town?
Heheheh , aww, gimme a break,
I got corn pads older’n you.
I like sittin’ here when I ache.
You feel that? it’s startin’ to rain,
Y’know it’s that time of the year. ...
It means one day, someday, we’ll meet.
It’s hard to say without my teeth.
Well I know we met yesterday.
I may be old but I ain’t dead - not yet.
You young’uns got life on a string.
Now when I was young this was farms.
Say, where do you think I was born,
A turnip truck go’in to town?
Heheheh , aww, gimme a break,
I got corn pads older’n you.
I like sittin’ here when I ache.
You feel that? it’s startin’ to rain,
Y’know it’s that time of the year. ...
#countryside
#NaPoWriMo2018
#memories
#LifeCycle
#aging
877 reads
18 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
26th Apr 2018 4:45am
26th Apr 2018 4:45am
Guess what I’m doing NOW?
(Jade Tiger visits RevolutionAL in South Africa!)
I roar & romp right up to Al’s front door
And pose w’ paws on hips growlin’ his name.
He peeks a crack & blinks then hits the floor,
I push aside the plants and grab his frame!
I pounce upon Al’s bod' as he cries "OW!”,
There's no use to object, the signs are clear.
I'm hungry for some cow, I want it now,
You can't deny the fact Ms Tiger’s HERE.
Go throw some veggies on the bar-b-que.
I'll eat the steak half...
I roar & romp right up to Al’s front door
And pose w’ paws on hips growlin’ his name.
He peeks a crack & blinks then hits the floor,
I push aside the plants and grab his frame!
I pounce upon Al’s bod' as he cries "OW!”,
There's no use to object, the signs are clear.
I'm hungry for some cow, I want it now,
You can't deny the fact Ms Tiger’s HERE.
Go throw some veggies on the bar-b-que.
I'll eat the steak half...
#friendship
#Africa
#NaPoWriMo2018 #WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2018 #WritingPoetry
736 reads
10 Comments
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