Poems About NaPoWriMo2019 Seeking Honest Critique
#NaPoWriMo2019
yelluw_always
Poem Published
29th Apr 2019 8:05am
29th Apr 2019 8:05am
Lakeside 28/30
fathomless is not crossing
a gap like the Sound for I can
bend myself mold myself
a fin or boat what my ears
can not do my body
does for me is elsewhere
a sundry of bone and
nerves manifest in sundering
of subject I part him
to propel what is carried
on my back as a question
of...
a gap like the Sound for I can
bend myself mold myself
a fin or boat what my ears
can not do my body
does for me is elsewhere
a sundry of bone and
nerves manifest in sundering
of subject I part him
to propel what is carried
on my back as a question
of...
#identity
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2019
16 reads
4 Comments
Amorous_tryst
Poem Published
29th Apr 2019 3:46am
29th Apr 2019 3:46am
The Ozzie & Harriet Huxtable Syndrome
The Brady Bunch and the Partridge clan
by reality standards were pretty bland
preprogramed, assembly line minds
in pictured perfect humans, blind
influenced by a school of thought
measuring stick of acceptance sought
all of which we should think as naught
for when it comes down to a reality life
its a lot more messy and full of strife
and when you feel it's beginning to dull
rejoice, you've found paradise, warts and all
by reality standards were pretty bland
preprogramed, assembly line minds
in pictured perfect humans, blind
influenced by a school of thought
measuring stick of acceptance sought
all of which we should think as naught
for when it comes down to a reality life
its a lot more messy and full of strife
and when you feel it's beginning to dull
rejoice, you've found paradise, warts and all
#TruthOfLife
#NaPoWriMo2019
577 reads
7 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
28th Apr 2019 10:28pm
28th Apr 2019 10:28pm
WET
The California drought lasted so long
We began to think it might not ever end.
We'd gather to beat drums and sing our songs
And dry winter would settle in again.
I missed the days of foraging with you
Under the skirts of coquette nature's bloom-
The clarion call of trumpets hid from view,
The pungent smells of harvest in our room.
And then one day it happened- the floods came
As if our dances, finally beheld,
Had summoned all the sweetest tasting rain;
Our parched mouths' longing at long last is quelled!
#napowrimo2019
We began to think it might not ever end.
We'd gather to beat drums and sing our songs
And dry winter would settle in again.
I missed the days of foraging with you
Under the skirts of coquette nature's bloom-
The clarion call of trumpets hid from view,
The pungent smells of harvest in our room.
And then one day it happened- the floods came
As if our dances, finally beheld,
Had summoned all the sweetest tasting rain;
Our parched mouths' longing at long last is quelled!
#napowrimo2019
#rain
#nature
#sensual #NaPoWriMo2019
#sensual #NaPoWriMo2019
531 reads
13 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
28th Apr 2019 9:11pm
28th Apr 2019 9:11pm
Rockhollow's April Swing
Title: Rockhollow's April Swing
Twenty Eight of Thirty
Unique Words: Eighty-Nine
#NaPoWriMo19
In the space where dandelions blow,
their seeds and I most humbly share
and in it my soul is as strong as she is weak,
where the sky is as light as it is bleak.
In this place flowering currants are new,
promising a fruit mostly see-through,
where mangetout begin climbing old sticks,
each bed seems abundant with life.
The blueberry is happier in pot
and the dwarf rose seems joyful too,
though they're...
Twenty Eight of Thirty
Unique Words: Eighty-Nine
#NaPoWriMo19
In the space where dandelions blow,
their seeds and I most humbly share
and in it my soul is as strong as she is weak,
where the sky is as light as it is bleak.
In this place flowering currants are new,
promising a fruit mostly see-through,
where mangetout begin climbing old sticks,
each bed seems abundant with life.
The blueberry is happier in pot
and the dwarf rose seems joyful too,
though they're...
#nature
#meditation
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2019
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2019
401 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Poem Published
28th Apr 2019 8:51pm
28th Apr 2019 8:51pm
Falling Walruses
#earth
#environment
#nature
#responsibility
#NaPoWriMo2019
640 reads
4 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
28th Apr 2019 7:29pm
28th Apr 2019 7:29pm
Prompt or (bus)t
Who fancies going for a wild ride
the journey will be a scream
no let up no matter who cried
this is real and not a dream;
the route shall be a blast
and keep the wicked writing up
or this will be the very last
as it will blow if there is any letup,
try yourself and have a go
it's not that hard at all
quite easy when you know
how to make any scrawl,
best keep trying anyway
as you have no choice
its rigged to blow anyday
best preserve your voice,
all I ask if but a prompt or two
finding inspiration is so hard ...
the journey will be a scream
no let up no matter who cried
this is real and not a dream;
the route shall be a blast
and keep the wicked writing up
or this will be the very last
as it will blow if there is any letup,
try yourself and have a go
it's not that hard at all
quite easy when you know
how to make any scrawl,
best keep trying anyway
as you have no choice
its rigged to blow anyday
best preserve your voice,
all I ask if but a prompt or two
finding inspiration is so hard ...
#violence
#WritersBlock
#NaPoWriMo2019
679 reads
8 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
28th Apr 2019 6:40pm
28th Apr 2019 6:40pm
Harmony of Dreams
Within the sound of a jarring harmony of dreams
a kettle boils and, unattended, dries out - then burns.
The coffee to which hot water was to be added
waits unsettled, expectant; but dares not speak.
Brewers of rank disharmony wreak havoc, flick
twisted aces from out their snaked sleeves and watch
with grim satisfaction as the hunger-games continue -
a plagued war strategy of slow-boiled frogs.
Young cats and dogs, thrown out car windows
before the Easter holidays, roam blankly - thinning, confused.
Whatever happened to...
a kettle boils and, unattended, dries out - then burns.
The coffee to which hot water was to be added
waits unsettled, expectant; but dares not speak.
Brewers of rank disharmony wreak havoc, flick
twisted aces from out their snaked sleeves and watch
with grim satisfaction as the hunger-games continue -
a plagued war strategy of slow-boiled frogs.
Young cats and dogs, thrown out car windows
before the Easter holidays, roam blankly - thinning, confused.
Whatever happened to...
#NaPoWriMo2019
848 reads
16 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
28th Apr 2019 1:41pm
28th Apr 2019 1:41pm
Dirty Little Secrets – Day Twenty-Eight
#secrets
#erotic
#senryu #NaPoWriMo2019
#senryu #NaPoWriMo2019
496 reads
1 Comment
yelluw_always
Poem Published
28th Apr 2019 6:02am
28th Apr 2019 6:02am
Lakeside 27/30
So we clap like trees in a life-
sustaining storm, shaking and
shaking in cheer, we sprout tendrils
with something to say and spread wide
not as a mouth but blanket the air
with our touch and slough the drops
to this lake of ours. Hearts dense of weathering,
here we condense to that of a wave
cresting without gravity. Look, we fly
our thoughts to stage, leaves turning over
our tender undersides, a brightness
that belies the sunny side-up
waxiness of daily frying beach days.
That is not to say we...
sustaining storm, shaking and
shaking in cheer, we sprout tendrils
with something to say and spread wide
not as a mouth but blanket the air
with our touch and slough the drops
to this lake of ours. Hearts dense of weathering,
here we condense to that of a wave
cresting without gravity. Look, we fly
our thoughts to stage, leaves turning over
our tender undersides, a brightness
that belies the sunny side-up
waxiness of daily frying beach days.
That is not to say we...
#identity
#nature
#culture #NaPoWriMo2019
#culture #NaPoWriMo2019
17 reads
4 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
27th Apr 2019 9:20pm
27th Apr 2019 9:20pm
Heart of the 'Hollow
Title: Heart of the 'Hollow
Twenty Seven of Thirty
Unique Words: One Hundred and Fourteen
#NaPoWriMo19
I harvested your spirit,
shared you with Gods
yet you remained grounded, love
- against all the odds.
I sold you for goodness,
no coins to be won,
wanted them to notice
how placid one could become.
I painted your riches,
displayed you in town,
called those to witness
the sanctuary I'd found.
We let them see your scars
and beautiful grace,
we let them come...
Twenty Seven of Thirty
Unique Words: One Hundred and Fourteen
#NaPoWriMo19
I harvested your spirit,
shared you with Gods
yet you remained grounded, love
- against all the odds.
I sold you for goodness,
no coins to be won,
wanted them to notice
how placid one could become.
I painted your riches,
displayed you in town,
called those to witness
the sanctuary I'd found.
We let them see your scars
and beautiful grace,
we let them come...
#home
#nature
#gratitude #NaPoWriMo2019
#gratitude #NaPoWriMo2019
504 reads
2 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
27th Apr 2019 9:11pm
27th Apr 2019 9:11pm
Sand Seeking
Stumbling, staggering
ever onwards on endless sand
an infinite stretching sea of sand
as far as the eye can see,
sand, always sand,
a detestable desert
where wearied walks
make little footprints
in the sand,
travellers seeking a hand
upon the desiccated sand
a hand in inspiration,
dried up and dried out
of ideas
no new pieces
so no new peace
upon the hot sand,
enough to drive anyone mad,
sand, sand, as far as the eye can see;
seek and ye shall find,
sand and signs
empty lands for empty...
ever onwards on endless sand
an infinite stretching sea of sand
as far as the eye can see,
sand, always sand,
a detestable desert
where wearied walks
make little footprints
in the sand,
travellers seeking a hand
upon the desiccated sand
a hand in inspiration,
dried up and dried out
of ideas
no new pieces
so no new peace
upon the hot sand,
enough to drive anyone mad,
sand, sand, as far as the eye can see;
seek and ye shall find,
sand and signs
empty lands for empty...
#WritersBlock
#desert
#NaPoWriMo2019
552 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
27th Apr 2019 7:07pm
27th Apr 2019 7:07pm
Inside Me
#dirty
#NaPoWriMo2019
1251 reads
16 Comments
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