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.
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Burlesque Comedy
(limericks)
poésie érotique comiquement 12/30
Maurice was an elderly gent,
Whose age left him shriveled and bent.
When Alice inclined
her finger behind,
How straight did old Maurice present.
There once was a minion named Blink,
In giving his one-eye a twink.
Bananas he'd crave,
so peels he could save,
He’d rather cum there than the sink.
So David and Jake in the mood,
Soon found they were all out of lube, ...
poésie érotique comiquement 12/30
Maurice was an elderly gent,
Whose age left him shriveled and bent.
When Alice inclined
her finger behind,
How straight did old Maurice present.
There once was a minion named Blink,
In giving his one-eye a twink.
Bananas he'd crave,
so peels he could save,
He’d rather cum there than the sink.
So David and Jake in the mood,
Soon found they were all out of lube, ...
#erotic
#limerick
#funny #NaPoWriMo2018
#funny #NaPoWriMo2018
673 reads
4 Comments
Lingering In Eternity
Spread accross the
brown
leather
three seater couch
The Whiskey
is nestled
on the floor;
reading, in this
rather intriguing
book
Glance up at the newly
installed
Steam Punk
light fitting
Enjoying the creativity
born from
black
steel
rope
pipe
wire
and light
It's universal really
the moments
of complete
freedom,
quietly
left alone
at home
There is a rather
fundamental
difference
between
being alone ...
brown
leather
three seater couch
The Whiskey
is nestled
on the floor;
reading, in this
rather intriguing
book
Glance up at the newly
installed
Steam Punk
light fitting
Enjoying the creativity
born from
black
steel
rope
pipe
wire
and light
It's universal really
the moments
of complete
freedom,
quietly
left alone
at home
There is a rather
fundamental
difference
between
being alone ...
#love
#NaPoWriMo2018
402 reads
She Won't Love Me
You
You know I Love you
don't you?"
This woman says things
in such a way
that I feel
like
I'm giving my soul;
by simply replying
so obviously, I said
"I know that!"
Well, if she didn't prove
her position
as Goddess
when she
put the red
in her eyes
and the twinkle
in her voice
with the sly quirk
"Good! Because tomorrow
I'm going to
Fuck you
like I don't"
My heart stopped!
Breathing
wasn't
really an option
The words...
You know I Love you
don't you?"
This woman says things
in such a way
that I feel
like
I'm giving my soul;
by simply replying
so obviously, I said
"I know that!"
Well, if she didn't prove
her position
as Goddess
when she
put the red
in her eyes
and the twinkle
in her voice
with the sly quirk
"Good! Because tomorrow
I'm going to
Fuck you
like I don't"
My heart stopped!
Breathing
wasn't
really an option
The words...
#NaPoWriMo2018
445 reads
Spring Promises
Perspective altered, seasons changed
winter’s end, emotional thawing
eagerness to feel renewal
as frigid cold is withdrawing
longing to remain present
in current time and place
casting away frozen memories
promise of fervour does erase
gifting nature’s pure energy
initiating spiritual connection
as sunshine warms
wrapping with protection
assurance of lifted spirits
supplying heart nourishment
guaranteed grace
offering soul replenishment
essence of liveliness
to hope I cling ...
winter’s end, emotional thawing
eagerness to feel renewal
as frigid cold is withdrawing
longing to remain present
in current time and place
casting away frozen memories
promise of fervour does erase
gifting nature’s pure energy
initiating spiritual connection
as sunshine warms
wrapping with protection
assurance of lifted spirits
supplying heart nourishment
guaranteed grace
offering soul replenishment
essence of liveliness
to hope I cling ...
#hope
#spring
#NaPoWriMo2018
525 reads
2 Comments
Putting Up
(sonnet)
formule poésie érotique 13/30
You ask me how I do put up with you?
Explaining that, it’s hard now, so I’ll try
Such words Erato’s versely length construe:
In you, my “putting up” must full comply.
I would say “putting” seems a simple thing,
And, “up,” well, that would be in nature's plan,
Thus “putting up” exhausts my wanderings,
As “going down” my wandering began.
Those times between, you being on your own,
When all the “putting ” comes from your insist,
It’s then...
formule poésie érotique 13/30
You ask me how I do put up with you?
Explaining that, it’s hard now, so I’ll try
Such words Erato’s versely length construe:
In you, my “putting up” must full comply.
I would say “putting” seems a simple thing,
And, “up,” well, that would be in nature's plan,
Thus “putting up” exhausts my wanderings,
As “going down” my wandering began.
Those times between, you being on your own,
When all the “putting ” comes from your insist,
It’s then...
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover #sonnet
#lover #sonnet
557 reads
0 Comments
Less A Day Ago
( a double Sonnet )
There is no telling if I’ve really grown,
And parted ways with sentiment of trust.
The first day certainly when I left home
To forge ahead my future in its thrust.
You followed me my little sister self,
And tried to match my pace w’ ev’ry step.
To tag along my sprite my faerie elf,
Our memo’ries of time you safely kept.
Those first uncertain years I never flinch’d,
For my unfailing courage came w’ youth.
Towards priv’leged immortality I inch’d,
You...
There is no telling if I’ve really grown,
And parted ways with sentiment of trust.
The first day certainly when I left home
To forge ahead my future in its thrust.
You followed me my little sister self,
And tried to match my pace w’ ev’ry step.
To tag along my sprite my faerie elf,
Our memo’ries of time you safely kept.
Those first uncertain years I never flinch’d,
For my unfailing courage came w’ youth.
Towards priv’leged immortality I inch’d,
You...
#identity
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2018
#myself
#SelfReflection
678 reads
10 Comments
Gone Trekking
Space;
merely a blank character between words.
These are the voyages of the
USS Deep Underground,
it's mission;
to explore strange new sentences
to seek out new lines
and new punctuation,
to descriptively go
where no poet has gone before.
On behalf of the United Federation of Planets
they will trek across space
visit strange new wordy worlds
meet new civilisations
such as the Kritiqueons;
a race of highly critical bards,
and fighting against the Bored;
a frightening mass of brainless trolls.
...
merely a blank character between words.
These are the voyages of the
USS Deep Underground,
it's mission;
to explore strange new sentences
to seek out new lines
and new punctuation,
to descriptively go
where no poet has gone before.
On behalf of the United Federation of Planets
they will trek across space
visit strange new wordy worlds
meet new civilisations
such as the Kritiqueons;
a race of highly critical bards,
and fighting against the Bored;
a frightening mass of brainless trolls.
...
#travel
#NaPoWriMo2018
510 reads
6 Comments
Wishes of Girl Infatuated
He noticed the phoenix I drew for homework.
He spoke, and the butterflies were in riot.
Then I was standing in front,
Blabbering in Spanish,
Introducing history -
Slightly shaking,
Sweating from summer.
Then a moment.
He and his friends surprised,
Pointing -
To this wrist,
These scars,
These healing wounds.
And I felt myself
Drop.
I wish I didn't remember
The look in his eyes
When he saw these scars,
These wrists.
I wish I didn't remember,
The way his...
He spoke, and the butterflies were in riot.
Then I was standing in front,
Blabbering in Spanish,
Introducing history -
Slightly shaking,
Sweating from summer.
Then a moment.
He and his friends surprised,
Pointing -
To this wrist,
These scars,
These healing wounds.
And I felt myself
Drop.
I wish I didn't remember
The look in his eyes
When he saw these scars,
These wrists.
I wish I didn't remember,
The way his...
#love
#heartbroken
#SelfHarm
#bipolar
#NaPoWriMo2018
846 reads
8 Comments
Sculptor
(unrhymed pantoum paring)
formule poésie érotique 14/30
Clay -
What artist could this medium resist?
How could creative hands not seek her depth
To bring to life her mysteries well kept?
What skillful progress gains her inner realm.
How could creative hands not seek her depth?
How hardened softness plys with fingers' wet,
What skillful progress gains her inner realm,
In slickened rise and turn, in pull and press.
How hardened...
formule poésie érotique 14/30
Clay -
What artist could this medium resist?
How could creative hands not seek her depth
To bring to life her mysteries well kept?
What skillful progress gains her inner realm.
How could creative hands not seek her depth?
How hardened softness plys with fingers' wet,
What skillful progress gains her inner realm,
In slickened rise and turn, in pull and press.
How hardened...
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover
660 reads
3 Comments
Virgo Rising @ Starbucks
1
Unshaven.
In black and white.
Like cup of Pico Dark,
its evidence in limbo
stretches his senses
waiting in a niche,
the early wake
with bags of
roasted whole bean
retail.
2
Pastries.
In glass case display.
He holds a vigil to the
sound of ghost’d speak
watching passers-by
passing time & fail
to piped-in jazz,
while empty
sipping @ coffee’s
edges.
3
Slow drip.
Thru filter'd mind. ...
Unshaven.
In black and white.
Like cup of Pico Dark,
its evidence in limbo
stretches his senses
waiting in a niche,
the early wake
with bags of
roasted whole bean
retail.
2
Pastries.
In glass case display.
He holds a vigil to the
sound of ghost’d speak
watching passers-by
passing time & fail
to piped-in jazz,
while empty
sipping @ coffee’s
edges.
3
Slow drip.
Thru filter'd mind. ...
#coffee
#NaPoWriMo2018
#lover #UnrequitedLove
#lover #UnrequitedLove
709 reads
11 Comments
Detrimental Beliefs
Often monstrous to myself
an awful person I would be
if I spoke to others
in the manner my thoughts speak to me
impressions exist within
dictating inherently wrong
while always faith in others
compassion for self is gone
observing the finest in my peers
harshest visions live inside
notions of never good enough
from these reflections, I cannot hide
guilt and shame internally promoted
rapidly racing in my mind
striving to uplift those around me
but to self, toxic and unkind
beliefs repeat “I...
an awful person I would be
if I spoke to others
in the manner my thoughts speak to me
impressions exist within
dictating inherently wrong
while always faith in others
compassion for self is gone
observing the finest in my peers
harshest visions live inside
notions of never good enough
from these reflections, I cannot hide
guilt and shame internally promoted
rapidly racing in my mind
striving to uplift those around me
but to self, toxic and unkind
beliefs repeat “I...
#NaPoWriMo2018
#SelfReflection
489 reads
5 Comments
Injunction
(sonnet)
poésie érotique comiquement 15/30
How she still stings from his injunction brought,
Adjudication, masterful in scope,
In oral arguments, her dismiss sought,
His litigation hard, she could not cope.
At first his case seemed carelessly prepared,
But “loud prick” dodge he skillfully employed,
That over confidence, should have bewared,
Then her opening statement he destroyed.
Oh, she had tried to regain some control,
But each objection raised was overruled!
Out of her depth, a wizard of...
poésie érotique comiquement 15/30
How she still stings from his injunction brought,
Adjudication, masterful in scope,
In oral arguments, her dismiss sought,
His litigation hard, she could not cope.
At first his case seemed carelessly prepared,
But “loud prick” dodge he skillfully employed,
That over confidence, should have bewared,
Then her opening statement he destroyed.
Oh, she had tried to regain some control,
But each objection raised was overruled!
Out of her depth, a wizard of...
#erotic
#funny
#NaPoWriMo2018 #sonnet
#NaPoWriMo2018 #sonnet
622 reads
0 Comments
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