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.
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 10:08am
10th Apr 2018 10:08am
Treasure Lost
You were the boy who ventured to
The depths of my ocean summer’s
Intoxicating dream of you
His feet would touch my very soul.
You’re the one who let me believe
In everything I couldn’t reach,
While underwater you would breathe
And built sand castles on the beach.
A magic time you bathed in waves,
To pulling seaweed from the foam.
Supine you’d float throughout the days,
Till eve’nings when I’d nourish you.
A lovely life while skies were blue,
The sun like dazzle to behold.
The clouds were distant far from...
The depths of my ocean summer’s
Intoxicating dream of you
His feet would touch my very soul.
You’re the one who let me believe
In everything I couldn’t reach,
While underwater you would breathe
And built sand castles on the beach.
A magic time you bathed in waves,
To pulling seaweed from the foam.
Supine you’d float throughout the days,
Till eve’nings when I’d nourish you.
A lovely life while skies were blue,
The sun like dazzle to behold.
The clouds were distant far from...
#breakup
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover
#memories
#sea
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 1:50pm
10th Apr 2018 1:50pm
Penguin
Penguin
Little flippers, in the cool of the pool, kick furiously
gaining strength,
leaving ripples across the surface, as soft and frothy
as newly laid snow.
The cold wind lays chase
gleefully from high across the glacier
singing songs proudly, rustling the penguin's oily feathers.
The males, old enough, leave the waddle,
diving and seeking with both urgency
and pleasure,
jumping, thrusting from trusted edges, knowing their worth and,
with gentle care,
their limitation.
For the young, on their first raft...
Little flippers, in the cool of the pool, kick furiously
gaining strength,
leaving ripples across the surface, as soft and frothy
as newly laid snow.
The cold wind lays chase
gleefully from high across the glacier
singing songs proudly, rustling the penguin's oily feathers.
The males, old enough, leave the waddle,
diving and seeking with both urgency
and pleasure,
jumping, thrusting from trusted edges, knowing their worth and,
with gentle care,
their limitation.
For the young, on their first raft...
#animals
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover
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2 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 1:52pm
10th Apr 2018 1:52pm
What has been
What Has Been
It's Tuesday,
more like Sunday,
kid is still peaceful,
birds chatting outside, feels like I've woken up in someone else's life,
coffee scolding,
butter just melting,
the smell lingering lovingly,
bliss is visiting, sitting on the windowsill and giving kindness to my day.
She wakes
but doesn't cry
nor crawl for me,
she begins playing, I listen to her soft rah-rah chat with her knitted dinosaur.
Serenity breathes
anoints this place,
leaves her invisible mark,
on...
It's Tuesday,
more like Sunday,
kid is still peaceful,
birds chatting outside, feels like I've woken up in someone else's life,
coffee scolding,
butter just melting,
the smell lingering lovingly,
bliss is visiting, sitting on the windowsill and giving kindness to my day.
She wakes
but doesn't cry
nor crawl for me,
she begins playing, I listen to her soft rah-rah chat with her knitted dinosaur.
Serenity breathes
anoints this place,
leaves her invisible mark,
on...
#happiness
#family
#morning
#peace
#NaPoWriMo2018
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mel44
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 2:12pm
10th Apr 2018 2:12pm
Reminders of Us
Dearest beloved
memories recalled
like remnants of souvenirs
remaining enthralled
butterfly kisses
passions strong
late night singing
until birds join our song
unplanned journeys
to the sea
fervour of love
meant to be
lying beside you
bodies entwined
adoring spirits
souls aligned
hand in mine
your breath my air
inseparable partners
devotion rare
past, present, future
dreams you inspire
eager lovers
my heart’s desire
memories recalled
like remnants of souvenirs
remaining enthralled
butterfly kisses
passions strong
late night singing
until birds join our song
unplanned journeys
to the sea
fervour of love
meant to be
lying beside you
bodies entwined
adoring spirits
souls aligned
hand in mine
your breath my air
inseparable partners
devotion rare
past, present, future
dreams you inspire
eager lovers
my heart’s desire
#love
#NaPoWriMo2018
#memories
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6 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 2:19pm
10th Apr 2018 2:19pm
I come to be your vampire
(pantoum)
formule poésie érotique 8/30
Found risen from your setted sun,
Your inner curtains part, I kneel,
I come to be your vampire,
The alter, where I’ll take my fill.
Your inner curtains part, I kneel,
A supplicating vow before
The alter, where I’ll take my fill,
You slowly part your sacred robe.
A supplicating vow before
Your goddess paths, in worship bow.
You slowly part your sacred robe,
To offer lunar sacraments.
Your goddess paths, in worship bow,
My rising hunger’s...
formule poésie érotique 8/30
Found risen from your setted sun,
Your inner curtains part, I kneel,
I come to be your vampire,
The alter, where I’ll take my fill.
Your inner curtains part, I kneel,
A supplicating vow before
The alter, where I’ll take my fill,
You slowly part your sacred robe.
A supplicating vow before
Your goddess paths, in worship bow.
You slowly part your sacred robe,
To offer lunar sacraments.
Your goddess paths, in worship bow,
My rising hunger’s...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#vampires
#NaPoWriMo2018
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Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 7:36pm
10th Apr 2018 7:36pm
When Her Voice Left
silence, not one sound
rung through the ears of those who knew
she was quiet, but never silent
her name on tattered oak
I think we’re going deaf
a little unsettled, we are troubled
blasting music does nothing
when silence is all we’re hearing
her handprints on everything
her subtle breath is all we’re feeling
when her voice left
Everything changed
The sky, the trees, the sounds, everything
Now she litters our thoughts
If only we’d actually done something
maybe her empty shelves could...
rung through the ears of those who knew
she was quiet, but never silent
her name on tattered oak
I think we’re going deaf
a little unsettled, we are troubled
blasting music does nothing
when silence is all we’re hearing
her handprints on everything
her subtle breath is all we’re feeling
when her voice left
Everything changed
The sky, the trees, the sounds, everything
Now she litters our thoughts
If only we’d actually done something
maybe her empty shelves could...
#sadness
#dark
#death
#silence
#NaPoWriMo2018
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Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
10th Apr 2018 10:34pm
10th Apr 2018 10:34pm
Collaboration
(sestina)
formule poésie érotique 10/30
Exhale in whispered poet dreams.
How can mere breaths betray such want?
With softest speech you take these in,
My structured, hard-form poems.
The sheets where we become as one,
Such subtle scapes conveying home.
Our verses mold like evening’s home
Enfolding all. Our love like dreams,
You tease me still. Withholding one,
My whispers cling to your shared want.
Our mouths, like cyphers, shaping poems,
Our tongues seek deeper thoughts with in.
...
formule poésie érotique 10/30
Exhale in whispered poet dreams.
How can mere breaths betray such want?
With softest speech you take these in,
My structured, hard-form poems.
The sheets where we become as one,
Such subtle scapes conveying home.
Our verses mold like evening’s home
Enfolding all. Our love like dreams,
You tease me still. Withholding one,
My whispers cling to your shared want.
Our mouths, like cyphers, shaping poems,
Our tongues seek deeper thoughts with in.
...
#lust
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover
#WritingPoetry
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
11th Apr 2018 11:50am
11th Apr 2018 11:50am
Wordsworth @ Woolworth’s
A graceful mother as she walks the aisle
And I with her, a child of six that knows,
In Mary Janes, w’ braided hair & bows.
My eyes inhaling stars in single-file
Of perfume atomizer amber hues
As patrons are attended by their muse.
A perfect manner’d staff that walks the tile
By youthful slender femme of college bent.
Who come to me & spray my wrist w’ scent
That gives a paying guest a sense of style.
I live & breathe a time when we can play
‘Department window-shopping...
And I with her, a child of six that knows,
In Mary Janes, w’ braided hair & bows.
My eyes inhaling stars in single-file
Of perfume atomizer amber hues
As patrons are attended by their muse.
A perfect manner’d staff that walks the tile
By youthful slender femme of college bent.
Who come to me & spray my wrist w’ scent
That gives a paying guest a sense of style.
I live & breathe a time when we can play
‘Department window-shopping...
#mother
#childhood
#NaPoWriMo2018 #consumerism
#NaPoWriMo2018 #consumerism
623 reads
2 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
11th Apr 2018 2:43pm
11th Apr 2018 2:43pm
Hard to Swallow
(sonnet)
poésie érotique comiquement 11/30
(think of it being recited by Michael Caine)
She said that I should be a man of taste,
She said she had a plan for my success,
She said the time I "spent" was just a waste,
But she would have me at my very best.
She seems so kind, when she invites me in,
But when I come, it turns into a spat.
The girl can’t help herself, all coos and grins,
But when I’m “there,” she yowls a-scalded-cat.
So she begins my guided regimen,
No...
poésie érotique comiquement 11/30
(think of it being recited by Michael Caine)
She said that I should be a man of taste,
She said she had a plan for my success,
She said the time I "spent" was just a waste,
But she would have me at my very best.
She seems so kind, when she invites me in,
But when I come, it turns into a spat.
The girl can’t help herself, all coos and grins,
But when I’m “there,” she yowls a-scalded-cat.
So she begins my guided regimen,
No...
#sex
#erotic
#funny
#NaPoWriMo2018
#sonnet
623 reads
2 Comments
mel44
Poem Published
11th Apr 2018 9:20pm
11th Apr 2018 9:20pm
For Your Recovery
Not always an effortless journey
finding serenity from within
having little compassion for yourself
nor from where you've been
yet steadfast on that path
you travel my dear friend
wishing much contentment
as you now transcend
I urge you to be proud
for all you have achieved
allow yourself to heal
release what you have grieved
hoping for insight as you emerge
how far you have come a realisation
and with the courage you've displayed
you regard such dedication
I pray continued willingness ...
finding serenity from within
having little compassion for yourself
nor from where you've been
yet steadfast on that path
you travel my dear friend
wishing much contentment
as you now transcend
I urge you to be proud
for all you have achieved
allow yourself to heal
release what you have grieved
hoping for insight as you emerge
how far you have come a realisation
and with the courage you've displayed
you regard such dedication
I pray continued willingness ...
#hope
#friendship
#inspirational #NaPoWriMo2018
#inspirational #NaPoWriMo2018
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6 Comments
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
12th Apr 2018 5:17am
12th Apr 2018 5:17am
Salusa 45
We giggled
She nearly
fell over
[Thank goodness
the bed
was there
to catch the fall]
I was cowering
naked
on my knees
below her;
trying to pull
the stretch
Denim
down
over her ankles
I gave a yank!
sparking
yet another
rhetorical
giggle;
Landed on my ass
almost upside
down
Truth is
those fumbling
thuds
mixed
with high pitched
giggles
and the odd
shreek
was the hottest
girl ...
She nearly
fell over
[Thank goodness
the bed
was there
to catch the fall]
I was cowering
naked
on my knees
below her;
trying to pull
the stretch
Denim
down
over her ankles
I gave a yank!
sparking
yet another
rhetorical
giggle;
Landed on my ass
almost upside
down
Truth is
those fumbling
thuds
mixed
with high pitched
giggles
and the odd
shreek
was the hottest
girl ...
#NaPoWriMo2018
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
12th Apr 2018 9:23am
12th Apr 2018 9:23am
The First Thing in the Morning 101
( an erotic Sonnet )
The first thing in the morning when I wake,
I see my lover sleeping at my side.
I sink beneath the sheet his shaft I take
Between my lips and in my mouth I guide.
It’s first thing in the morn’ while dawn is dim,
I hear his shallow breath begin to stir.
I feel the after-warmth so close to him
From tangled naked bodies where we were.
The first thing in the morning is for when,
While everything around is tinted blue,
The scent of love within the lion’s den ...
The first thing in the morning when I wake,
I see my lover sleeping at my side.
I sink beneath the sheet his shaft I take
Between my lips and in my mouth I guide.
It’s first thing in the morn’ while dawn is dim,
I hear his shallow breath begin to stir.
I feel the after-warmth so close to him
From tangled naked bodies where we were.
The first thing in the morning is for when,
While everything around is tinted blue,
The scent of love within the lion’s den ...
#love
#sex
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover
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20 Comments
DU Poetry : National Poetry Writing Month - NaPoWriMo 2018
#NaPoWriMo2018 is curated by Ahavati (Tams).
