Poems About NaPoWriMo2019 Seeking Honest Critique
#NaPoWriMo2019
Summerrain75
Poem Published
12th May 2020 1:16am
12th May 2020 1:16am
Feeling
I wonder how life would be if I cannot feel anything,
If nothing can touch my heart
If nothing can affect my mind
If nothing can reach my soul.
Would that be a state of nirvana?
But life will have no meaning if I cannot feel its pulse,
Moving in everything I see around me.
If I cannot feel the rhythm of its flow inside me,
If I cannot appreciate what life and living is all about with all its pleasures and pains.
What is beauty if my heart can't appreciate it?
If my eyes only see it with detachment but not with amazement and...
If nothing can touch my heart
If nothing can affect my mind
If nothing can reach my soul.
Would that be a state of nirvana?
But life will have no meaning if I cannot feel its pulse,
Moving in everything I see around me.
If I cannot feel the rhythm of its flow inside me,
If I cannot appreciate what life and living is all about with all its pleasures and pains.
What is beauty if my heart can't appreciate it?
If my eyes only see it with detachment but not with amazement and...
#happiness
#love
#emotions #NaPoWriMo2019
#emotions #NaPoWriMo2019
596 reads
5 Comments
calamitygin
Poem Published
16th Apr 2020 2:38pm
16th Apr 2020 2:38pm
Submission under a Winter's Moon
In forested moonlight
Scattered pale blues
And caught the flank of a midnight
Black
And there was gripped
For a brutal moment
The wild of the beast
Then shot fear and thundering pound into the Earth
Where it was absorbed and held
For a Mothers arms are always willing
It was heard in the beasts hit of hooves And in it's eyes like a drowning pool
the question Why ...
Scattered pale blues
And caught the flank of a midnight
Black
And there was gripped
For a brutal moment
The wild of the beast
Then shot fear and thundering pound into the Earth
Where it was absorbed and held
For a Mothers arms are always willing
It was heard in the beasts hit of hooves And in it's eyes like a drowning pool
the question Why ...
#NaPoWriMo2019
702 reads
19 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
29th Aug 2019 10:20pm
29th Aug 2019 10:20pm
Sought sound
I seek a sound to convey mood
or to shake current stupor by adjustment,
I seek to be transported and changed
an inner metamorphosis enacted
in order to achieve inner equilibrium,
yet present attempts are in vain
and the conjunction between sound and thought
is as yet unaccomplished,
perpetuating the ill humour
until a sudden change when least expected
will adjust all so as to become harmonious:
the desired alteration appearing close
although only accomplished when felt, not heard
the reverberations transcending the material; ...
or to shake current stupor by adjustment,
I seek to be transported and changed
an inner metamorphosis enacted
in order to achieve inner equilibrium,
yet present attempts are in vain
and the conjunction between sound and thought
is as yet unaccomplished,
perpetuating the ill humour
until a sudden change when least expected
will adjust all so as to become harmonious:
the desired alteration appearing close
although only accomplished when felt, not heard
the reverberations transcending the material; ...
#music
#NaPoWriMo2019
669 reads
4 Comments
rosegold
Poem Published
11th May 2019 9:34pm
11th May 2019 9:34pm
Rain
Rain
softened the heart
of the parched ground
woke it from slumber
with a splash of cold water
and the sky said thank you
in a stripe of color
Thirsty town
received long-awaited revival
it drank up, then produced
many shades of gratitude
living rainbows sprouting
across the new land
Snails sneak across
the shiny, wet sidewalks
and I don't even mind
stepping in puddles
and soaking my shoes
Listening to drops
softly hitting the roof
and decorating the windows,
remembering...
softened the heart
of the parched ground
woke it from slumber
with a splash of cold water
and the sky said thank you
in a stripe of color
Thirsty town
received long-awaited revival
it drank up, then produced
many shades of gratitude
living rainbows sprouting
across the new land
Snails sneak across
the shiny, wet sidewalks
and I don't even mind
stepping in puddles
and soaking my shoes
Listening to drops
softly hitting the roof
and decorating the windows,
remembering...
#beauty
#rain
#rainbow #NaPoWriMo2019
#rainbow #NaPoWriMo2019
753 reads
4 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
2nd May 2019 12:16pm
2nd May 2019 12:16pm
Digesting the NaPo-2019 Experience
There is a monument in the sky called ‘the moon’
with strange opening and closing times, and rituals.
Lift your arms and dance when at its brightest;
retreat to your cocoons when closed - and meditate.
This orbit-driven rhythm offers thrilling experiences
where an immanent God of body-wisdom supports healing:
new and exciting creatures emerge from ocean depths;
saplings rise in their innocent beauty with a beguiling future;
shape-shifting worlds open up through alluring languages;
proverbial...
with strange opening and closing times, and rituals.
Lift your arms and dance when at its brightest;
retreat to your cocoons when closed - and meditate.
This orbit-driven rhythm offers thrilling experiences
where an immanent God of body-wisdom supports healing:
new and exciting creatures emerge from ocean depths;
saplings rise in their innocent beauty with a beguiling future;
shape-shifting worlds open up through alluring languages;
proverbial...
#admiration
#NaPoWriMo2019
684 reads
18 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
1st May 2019 11:32am
1st May 2019 11:32am
Muse's Post-NaPo-2019 De-Brief
She strode on the podium with a refined air
that some might mistake for arrogance
but was in fact hard-won confidence -
someone who knew her strengths …
(I had added “& weaknesses” but she edited that out).
As usual she pitched right in, eschewing pleasantries.
“Completing NaPo-2019 does not make you a poet …”
I felt she spoke just to me [*sigh*], despite the large audience.
“… Apart from basic daily homework, your job
is to cultivate a relationship with me, 24/7 … [*smiles all round*]
… and be ready to die for...
that some might mistake for arrogance
but was in fact hard-won confidence -
someone who knew her strengths …
(I had added “& weaknesses” but she edited that out).
As usual she pitched right in, eschewing pleasantries.
“Completing NaPo-2019 does not make you a poet …”
I felt she spoke just to me [*sigh*], despite the large audience.
“… Apart from basic daily homework, your job
is to cultivate a relationship with me, 24/7 … [*smiles all round*]
… and be ready to die for...
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2019
573 reads
12 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
1st May 2019 6:29am
1st May 2019 6:29am
Lakeside 30/30
The festivities beckon us to linger,
under starlight, whether it’s cyan
or a royal blackness, which remains-
seen or not. In this kitchen
brightness, designed to make sure
a finger avoids the blade, this is why
we, too, assemble in this very
receptacle of pollen and lean
away from each other
as we fling our words, and loiter
until we reincarnate as sharp
beacons. Overhead are the planes,
and in the overhead is a translucent
sheet marked of...
under starlight, whether it’s cyan
or a royal blackness, which remains-
seen or not. In this kitchen
brightness, designed to make sure
a finger avoids the blade, this is why
we, too, assemble in this very
receptacle of pollen and lean
away from each other
as we fling our words, and loiter
until we reincarnate as sharp
beacons. Overhead are the planes,
and in the overhead is a translucent
sheet marked of...
#identity
#nature
#culture #NaPoWriMo2019
#culture #NaPoWriMo2019
28 reads
5 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
1st May 2019 3:55am
1st May 2019 3:55am
Afterward: Proverbs [ NaPoWriMo 2019 Collection ] 30/30
Afterward
What are Proverbs
but experienced moments
becoming wiser
than you were
a-second's blink before
Stumble, pull yourself up
with Universal apron strings
amid this second chance-space;
some absorb truth; others deflect
knowledge, grow resentful, bitter
seeing unjust punishment
by an all-powerful Deity
versus accept responsibility
Life offers infinite direction-
blueprinted situations
we...
What are Proverbs
but experienced moments
becoming wiser
than you were
a-second's blink before
Stumble, pull yourself up
with Universal apron strings
amid this second chance-space;
some absorb truth; others deflect
knowledge, grow resentful, bitter
seeing unjust punishment
by an all-powerful Deity
versus accept responsibility
Life offers infinite direction-
blueprinted situations
we...
#universe
#spiritual
#humankind #NaPoWriMo2019
#humankind #NaPoWriMo2019
950 reads
16 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st May 2019 1:29am
1st May 2019 1:29am
Brave New World
Here’s to the dreamers and the mouth of babes,
Who will surely one day inherit the earth,
May our sorrow today be their hope tomorrow,
Giving way to enlightenment and rebirth.
Here’s to those who in our current times,
Are fighting, striving and pushing for change,
So that it brings a better place for our offspring,
Offering peace to our spirits in exchange.
Here’s to the philosophers and the thinkers,
To the teacher who helps shape a young mind,
They’ll pay homage for passing down knowledge,
With the commitment that it will be...
Who will surely one day inherit the earth,
May our sorrow today be their hope tomorrow,
Giving way to enlightenment and rebirth.
Here’s to those who in our current times,
Are fighting, striving and pushing for change,
So that it brings a better place for our offspring,
Offering peace to our spirits in exchange.
Here’s to the philosophers and the thinkers,
To the teacher who helps shape a young mind,
They’ll pay homage for passing down knowledge,
With the commitment that it will be...
#hope
#inspirational
#NaPoWriMo2019
833 reads
8 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
30th Apr 2019 8:34pm
30th Apr 2019 8:34pm
Final Ceremony
beaten rivers always flow
tears have clothed the waterbed
you were here not long ago
not long enough to be dead
gazing into blackened pools
I whisper as I reflect
are you trapped behind the glass?
are you where my tears collect?
humbling past opens my mind
revisit my aching soul
cannot stop the waterfall
death’s rivers I can’t control
final ceremony
I know you will come again
you are a kaleidoscope
when will you come again
tears have clothed the waterbed
you were here not long ago
not long enough to be dead
gazing into blackened pools
I whisper as I reflect
are you trapped behind the glass?
are you where my tears collect?
humbling past opens my mind
revisit my aching soul
cannot stop the waterfall
death’s rivers I can’t control
final ceremony
I know you will come again
you are a kaleidoscope
when will you come again
#grief
#dark
#death
#memorial
#NaPoWriMo2019
549 reads
6 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
30th Apr 2019 6:56pm
30th Apr 2019 6:56pm
DEFERENCE
Don’t forget I love you” was your message;
Of script in parents’ rings it did remind.
Remember me - written there in cursive;
Knowing it sometimes lost, they’d need to find.
I’d like to think I can’t forget to eat;
To know that I won’t blank out on breathing.
But sometimes when I’m flying by the seat,
Vital functions may need a debriefing
And there you are to hold up your sign bright,
And point and gesture for your audience
Of one: this creature blessed with holy flight
Must bow its humble head in deference.
#napowrimo2019
Of script in parents’ rings it did remind.
Remember me - written there in cursive;
Knowing it sometimes lost, they’d need to find.
I’d like to think I can’t forget to eat;
To know that I won’t blank out on breathing.
But sometimes when I’m flying by the seat,
Vital functions may need a debriefing
And there you are to hold up your sign bright,
And point and gesture for your audience
Of one: this creature blessed with holy flight
Must bow its humble head in deference.
#napowrimo2019
#romantic
#ILoveYou
#NaPoWriMo2019
522 reads
6 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
30th Apr 2019 5:18pm
30th Apr 2019 5:18pm
Retrospect
The competition is over
the laborious marathon ended
and yet,
I do not feel satisfied:
thirty days worth
but only lengthy pieces to show for it
imperfect ramblings
masquerading as 'poetry' and 'poems'
these hideous verses
all the worse for wear
having reached arbitrary assigned numbers
with about as much art as an artichoke.
Then someone said some very wise words:
"It's to show you that you can write regardless",
this means I have a body of month's work
with which to resculpt and redefine as wanted,
but more than...
the laborious marathon ended
and yet,
I do not feel satisfied:
thirty days worth
but only lengthy pieces to show for it
imperfect ramblings
masquerading as 'poetry' and 'poems'
these hideous verses
all the worse for wear
having reached arbitrary assigned numbers
with about as much art as an artichoke.
Then someone said some very wise words:
"It's to show you that you can write regardless",
this means I have a body of month's work
with which to resculpt and redefine as wanted,
but more than...
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry #NaPoWriMo2019
#WritingPoetry #NaPoWriMo2019
664 reads
16 Comments
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