National Poetry Writing Month - NaPoWriMo 2018
#NaPoWriMo2018
Poems taking part in NaPoWriMo and GloPoWriMo 2018. National Poetry Writing Month takes place in April. Join us each year, and write a poem a day for the whole month (30 poems in 30 days). Congrats to those who completed NaPoWriMo 2018: Ahavati, cloventongue89, David_Macleod, Hepcat61, ImperfectedStone, Jade-Pandora, JohnnyBlaze, MadameLavender, mel44, Misfitpoet89, poetryaccident, RevolutionAL, rosegold, rowantree, samael, thepositivelydark, Thetravelingfairy and Viddax.
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
4th Apr 2018 4:40am
4th Apr 2018 4:40am
Call It What You Will
As they pack the truck
full of
blondes
with green eyes
and an estimated
birth age of less
than 10 years old
Pack them like
upright sheep;
(They fit more in the truck that way)
squashed against
each other
The covered ones
have no fabric
left
in the ripped
make shift clothing
Then
the old
grey
disgusting
fuck of a man
whistles
The engine starts
In the noise
the sounds
of gates clanging shut
locks...
full of
blondes
with green eyes
and an estimated
birth age of less
than 10 years old
Pack them like
upright sheep;
(They fit more in the truck that way)
squashed against
each other
The covered ones
have no fabric
left
in the ripped
make shift clothing
Then
the old
grey
disgusting
fuck of a man
whistles
The engine starts
In the noise
the sounds
of gates clanging shut
locks...
#LifeStruggles
#NaPoWriMo2018
#HumanRights
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
4th Apr 2018 10:15am
4th Apr 2018 10:15am
Entre vous et moi
Between you and me —
I much prefer
A naked space between,
Don’t you?
The air to circulate
Amongst the flesh
Mon cher,
Accommodating
Everything we touch
And do.
And when it comes the
Time to close in tight,
Mon dieu,
The pleasantries
Agreeable to form
Insist.
Will it begin to
Open other space
To fill,
To languor leisurely
In damp and flow,
To slip.
And so...
I much prefer
A naked space between,
Don’t you?
The air to circulate
Amongst the flesh
Mon cher,
Accommodating
Everything we touch
And do.
And when it comes the
Time to close in tight,
Mon dieu,
The pleasantries
Agreeable to form
Insist.
Will it begin to
Open other space
To fill,
To languor leisurely
In damp and flow,
To slip.
And so...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover
856 reads
12 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
4th Apr 2018 5:44pm
4th Apr 2018 5:44pm
Flooding
(trisect)
formule poésie érotique 4/30
Bald Peak
That rounded peak emerge from ridgelined meet,
In shrouds, the merge and press of nature’s thrust.
How ‘spends beyond, above the valley’s seat.
The point as if with longer cropping truss
A greater height from shorter ridge append
That gains in furrowed rill with storm’s discuss
The graceful waves the ridges inward send
Their lines, in introspection, vale’s define
Thus soften the assail of Thor’s impend.
Still high above the wash, the peak’s incline,...
formule poésie érotique 4/30
Bald Peak
That rounded peak emerge from ridgelined meet,
In shrouds, the merge and press of nature’s thrust.
How ‘spends beyond, above the valley’s seat.
The point as if with longer cropping truss
A greater height from shorter ridge append
That gains in furrowed rill with storm’s discuss
The graceful waves the ridges inward send
Their lines, in introspection, vale’s define
Thus soften the assail of Thor’s impend.
Still high above the wash, the peak’s incline,...
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2018
796 reads
1 Comment
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 5:42am
5th Apr 2018 5:42am
He Used To Say
When my dad
handed
his life support ticket in
We cried
like babies
We rewrote
pages of his life
Three siblings
with a common goal
and no regrets
The funeral was
ridiculously hard
but we did it
We had focus
look after our mother
I woke up one night
wondering
is this
what he meant
when he said
"If you stand on top of the mountain
you can see
all around you."
That's when I understood
that some people
live with you ...
handed
his life support ticket in
We cried
like babies
We rewrote
pages of his life
Three siblings
with a common goal
and no regrets
The funeral was
ridiculously hard
but we did it
We had focus
look after our mother
I woke up one night
wondering
is this
what he meant
when he said
"If you stand on top of the mountain
you can see
all around you."
That's when I understood
that some people
live with you ...
#NaPoWriMo2018
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 1:15pm
5th Apr 2018 1:15pm
Dad.
He always knew what made me blush.
I’ll always remember his laugh.
He made a chair to rock me in.
This carpenter I won’t forget.
When he watched me take my first step,
I could run before I could walk.
He gave me a real microscope.
I climbed up a tree to watch birds.
He’d take me along when he’d fish.
I’d be on deck fishing for bait.
He gave me bikes, Mom gave me dolls.
I’m Dad’s little “tomboy” he’d say.
And as I grew...
I’ll always remember his laugh.
He made a chair to rock me in.
This carpenter I won’t forget.
When he watched me take my first step,
I could run before I could walk.
He gave me a real microscope.
I climbed up a tree to watch birds.
He’d take me along when he’d fish.
I’d be on deck fishing for bait.
He gave me bikes, Mom gave me dolls.
I’m Dad’s little “tomboy” he’d say.
And as I grew...
#love
#family
#death
#NaPoWriMo2018
#memories
1071 reads
22 Comments
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 5:07am
6th Apr 2018 5:07am
Slap Snap Clap Sing
Her ass stared back at me
two rosie red cheeks
perfectly round
ideally shaped
shining at heaven
Thighs slightly apart
Knees digging into
the duvet feathers
Her arched back
leaning against her neck
Hair spread
accross
the pillows
Her head faced
the mirror
As if she slept in
Wonderland
Soft pale skin
spoke an encyclopedic
adventure
as she moaned
in the depth of a darkness
neither of us could explain
But knew was well lived
"Write about...
two rosie red cheeks
perfectly round
ideally shaped
shining at heaven
Thighs slightly apart
Knees digging into
the duvet feathers
Her arched back
leaning against her neck
Hair spread
accross
the pillows
Her head faced
the mirror
As if she slept in
Wonderland
Soft pale skin
spoke an encyclopedic
adventure
as she moaned
in the depth of a darkness
neither of us could explain
But knew was well lived
"Write about...
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2018
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 9:19am
6th Apr 2018 9:19am
Ancient Instincts
The passing ages raise mountain ranges
To lofty heights beyond memory,
Making greater the distance between
River and lake and honored pastures.
And every year the geese fly across the
Deep blue morning of a dying autumn.
Hunters in the bulrushes blinded by
The airless sun hearing them pass overhead
Where the seasons await the spirit flute
Of their calling, that knife a brilliant sky,
Following the ghosted pull of fate
Approaching cliffs split fine as hair
...
To lofty heights beyond memory,
Making greater the distance between
River and lake and honored pastures.
And every year the geese fly across the
Deep blue morning of a dying autumn.
Hunters in the bulrushes blinded by
The airless sun hearing them pass overhead
Where the seasons await the spirit flute
Of their calling, that knife a brilliant sky,
Following the ghosted pull of fate
Approaching cliffs split fine as hair
...
#birds
#mountains
#spiritual
#NaPoWriMo2018
#humankind
963 reads
13 Comments
mel44
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 11:02am
6th Apr 2018 11:02am
Character of Poems
The gift of poetry, ruminative
affording cathartic relief
often anaesthetising
paralysing grief
lyrics on page
remarks penned for free
muses upon a canvas
passage to the sea
expressions finely woven
interlaced passionately with care
sentiments of emotions
releasing despair
descriptive images
paint linguistic visuals
of angst and regret
mourning vigils
mood and temperament
inspire impulses to write
as allusive dispositions
are brought into light
affording cathartic relief
often anaesthetising
paralysing grief
lyrics on page
remarks penned for free
muses upon a canvas
passage to the sea
expressions finely woven
interlaced passionately with care
sentiments of emotions
releasing despair
descriptive images
paint linguistic visuals
of angst and regret
mourning vigils
mood and temperament
inspire impulses to write
as allusive dispositions
are brought into light
#rhyming
#NaPoWriMo2018
#WritingPoetry
504 reads
2 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 1:38pm
6th Apr 2018 1:38pm
Power of Its Stay
(villanelle)
formule poésie érotique 6/30
Your visage in relief delights my play.
My eyes are caught in loving’s wistful gaze,
The smile that gains the power of its stay.
How softened lips bring life to words display,
The look that only love can full appraise.
Your visage in relief delights my play.
For how we bend the night in disarray,
The covering of moon, thrown wide, assays
The smile that gains the power of its stay.
Our rites to drive you mad with want’s delay,
That claims with rage’s fire,...
formule poésie érotique 6/30
Your visage in relief delights my play.
My eyes are caught in loving’s wistful gaze,
The smile that gains the power of its stay.
How softened lips bring life to words display,
The look that only love can full appraise.
Your visage in relief delights my play.
For how we bend the night in disarray,
The covering of moon, thrown wide, assays
The smile that gains the power of its stay.
Our rites to drive you mad with want’s delay,
That claims with rage’s fire,...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover
627 reads
1 Comment
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 11:27pm
6th Apr 2018 11:27pm
Under the Desert Moon
love was made
under the desert moon
illuminating every shadow
you and I beamed bright
no star could compare
the sound of owls and coyotes
filled the Mohave air
gently caressing my body
your lips met me there
under the desert moon
sand travels, so did I
undiscovered caverns
where I’d not dared enter
the moonlit sky my guide
under the desert moon
barren landscape, thirsty roots
together we controlled the weather
watering my dry land
pollinating geraea and desert daisys ...
under the desert moon
illuminating every shadow
you and I beamed bright
no star could compare
the sound of owls and coyotes
filled the Mohave air
gently caressing my body
your lips met me there
under the desert moon
sand travels, so did I
undiscovered caverns
where I’d not dared enter
the moonlit sky my guide
under the desert moon
barren landscape, thirsty roots
together we controlled the weather
watering my dry land
pollinating geraea and desert daisys ...
#love
#boyfriend
#erotic
#night
#NaPoWriMo2018
817 reads
2 Comments
mel44
Bumped 28th Aug 2018 11:03pm
7th Apr 2018 3:19am
7th Apr 2018 3:19am
Amends
I loved you from the start
my partner in amusement
always just one more
before our night was spent
We went shot for shot
while I was twice your size
unaware of bedlam pending
daily dissension, slow to realise
Began as an awkward stumble
progressed to carrying home
companion in your intoxication
no longer could I condone
Injuries incurred were endless
black eyes, sprained wrists, contusions
as you fell just like a rag doll
with no recollection, just...
my partner in amusement
always just one more
before our night was spent
We went shot for shot
while I was twice your size
unaware of bedlam pending
daily dissension, slow to realise
Began as an awkward stumble
progressed to carrying home
companion in your intoxication
no longer could I condone
Injuries incurred were endless
black eyes, sprained wrists, contusions
as you fell just like a rag doll
with no recollection, just...
#love
#alcohol
#NaPoWriMo2018
682 reads
3 Comments
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 8:11am
7th Apr 2018 8:11am
Funniest Thing
Tried surfing
in the younger days
Bought a board
the soap
sunblock
and strange suit
Even the goggles
with waterproof watch
A guy with long hair and a decent tan
took me to a rock
they call it "Point"
Tried his best
to explain
what to do
I became an expert
in wave somersaults;
sand filled the suit
The watch sailed off with the tide
The board smashed
my forehead
- twice
Eyepieces
on the goggles covered
my ears ...
in the younger days
Bought a board
the soap
sunblock
and strange suit
Even the goggles
with waterproof watch
A guy with long hair and a decent tan
took me to a rock
they call it "Point"
Tried his best
to explain
what to do
I became an expert
in wave somersaults;
sand filled the suit
The watch sailed off with the tide
The board smashed
my forehead
- twice
Eyepieces
on the goggles covered
my ears ...
#funny
#NaPoWriMo2018
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