Long Poems About NaPoWriMo2019
#NaPoWriMo2019
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
26th Apr 2019 8:59pm
26th Apr 2019 8:59pm
War of the Wrigglers
Hark and hear the absurd proclamation of a terrible tyrant
the Lord of Slugs
who with envious eyes has declared all of Deep Underground
are to be his dominion,
another diamond to add to his under empire
where the enslaved will toil to harvest soil
so that all becomes base and broken
and as impotent as he is,
the virility around offends his sight
and must be brought to heel
in order to satisfy his tyrannical demands
for this so called lord
is naught but a greedy parasite
who feeds upon the labours of others
plagiarising...
the Lord of Slugs
who with envious eyes has declared all of Deep Underground
are to be his dominion,
another diamond to add to his under empire
where the enslaved will toil to harvest soil
so that all becomes base and broken
and as impotent as he is,
the virility around offends his sight
and must be brought to heel
in order to satisfy his tyrannical demands
for this so called lord
is naught but a greedy parasite
who feeds upon the labours of others
plagiarising...
#war
#CallToAction
#NaPoWriMo2019
591 reads
5 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
26th Apr 2019 8:29pm
26th Apr 2019 8:29pm
Rockhollow Series: Destiny
Title: Destiny
Twenty Six of Thirty
Unique Words: One Hundred and Forty-Six
#NaPoWriMo19
The rain she heaves as if she knows
I need to watch from the window,
my mind gives no hoots
to the body's pain, I've always been that way.
Thinking beyond here lately - of gifting
something all together, full bodied and rich with worthiness
to the ether, my daughter, to you and I.
I want to give Rockhollow to it, let the thanks of it leak
pleasantly through pages
as valium to anxiety. ...
Twenty Six of Thirty
Unique Words: One Hundred and Forty-Six
#NaPoWriMo19
The rain she heaves as if she knows
I need to watch from the window,
my mind gives no hoots
to the body's pain, I've always been that way.
Thinking beyond here lately - of gifting
something all together, full bodied and rich with worthiness
to the ether, my daughter, to you and I.
I want to give Rockhollow to it, let the thanks of it leak
pleasantly through pages
as valium to anxiety. ...
#nature
#confessional
#CharlesBukowski
#historical
#NaPoWriMo2019
468 reads
2 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
26th Apr 2019 2:31am
26th Apr 2019 2:31am
Night And The Madman (A Mad Dream)
I told the night, ‘I am mad’,
and The Night replied, ‘Nay, you are not,
for you wonder of it and are not quite sure’.
‘But I am certain’, I replied,
‘Nay, you are not, for you incessantly look back
to remenisce, not forward to uncharted steps’.
‘But I am like you, O Night, for my Heaven
and Hell are the same at once’.
‘Nay, you are not like me’, said The Night,
‘For you fear Heaven and are too comfortable
in Hell’.
‘But I am boundless like you, O Night’.
‘Nay, you are not, for your world is...
and The Night replied, ‘Nay, you are not,
for you wonder of it and are not quite sure’.
‘But I am certain’, I replied,
‘Nay, you are not, for you incessantly look back
to remenisce, not forward to uncharted steps’.
‘But I am like you, O Night, for my Heaven
and Hell are the same at once’.
‘Nay, you are not like me’, said The Night,
‘For you fear Heaven and are too comfortable
in Hell’.
‘But I am boundless like you, O Night’.
‘Nay, you are not, for your world is...
#night
#SelfDiscovery
#NaPoWriMo2019 #KahlilGibran
#NaPoWriMo2019 #KahlilGibran
836 reads
8 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2019 6:02pm
23rd Apr 2019 6:02pm
A Bad Poem
If I wrote you a really bad poem
Would you be honest and tell me truth
As I explore different ways and forms
I want to be sure I’m making good use
Trying out new things to expand my mind
And eventually write you better verses
But you’ll notice that I’ll code my verses
Getting lost in the meaning of the poem
Even then you don’t really seem to mind
Because within the lines I conceal the truth
It’s true, my poetry is my journal put to use
As I explore different ways and forms
And when I’ve tried new ways and forms
I’ve...
Would you be honest and tell me truth
As I explore different ways and forms
I want to be sure I’m making good use
Trying out new things to expand my mind
And eventually write you better verses
But you’ll notice that I’ll code my verses
Getting lost in the meaning of the poem
Even then you don’t really seem to mind
Because within the lines I conceal the truth
It’s true, my poetry is my journal put to use
As I explore different ways and forms
And when I’ve tried new ways and forms
I’ve...
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2019
649 reads
11 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
21st Apr 2019 3:50pm
21st Apr 2019 3:50pm
How Decades Pass Like Graves: Day Twenty-One
(sestina)
Indiff’rent lines that garner my dismay,
In carmine light of ancient fires’ regard.
Where men in suits can churn out corp’rate rap,
But guitar strings bear rust like prison chains.
Where pens bleed ink in pocket stains not po’ms,
And whiskey’s burn alone could quell the night.
How decades pass like graves in worsted night:
Where coming-to reveals a heart’s dismay,
Where thoughts of love dismiss like Spanish po’ms.
A mindless dash, careening’s feigned regard,
That moves in circled loops like iron chains, ...
Indiff’rent lines that garner my dismay,
In carmine light of ancient fires’ regard.
Where men in suits can churn out corp’rate rap,
But guitar strings bear rust like prison chains.
Where pens bleed ink in pocket stains not po’ms,
And whiskey’s burn alone could quell the night.
How decades pass like graves in worsted night:
Where coming-to reveals a heart’s dismay,
Where thoughts of love dismiss like Spanish po’ms.
A mindless dash, careening’s feigned regard,
That moves in circled loops like iron chains, ...
#marriage
#WritingPoetry
#despair #NaPoWriMo2019
#despair #NaPoWriMo2019
568 reads
8 Comments
thepositivelydark
Poem Published
20th Apr 2019 1:20pm
20th Apr 2019 1:20pm
either way
Foolishness -
It must hit harder when there's no darkness to hide in.
Harder than the slamming door,
Harder than falling into bed with his body above me.
And hope is a silly thing to believe in,
When time has proven nothing but
Our skills in spilling ink
And secrets in the night.
But his pull -
It was harder,
As he grasped me as I tried
To get away from
Whatever.
What are we.
And it seems
Like the distance is closed by our sickening edge -
The twisted terrible things from these...
It must hit harder when there's no darkness to hide in.
Harder than the slamming door,
Harder than falling into bed with his body above me.
And hope is a silly thing to believe in,
When time has proven nothing but
Our skills in spilling ink
And secrets in the night.
But his pull -
It was harder,
As he grasped me as I tried
To get away from
Whatever.
What are we.
And it seems
Like the distance is closed by our sickening edge -
The twisted terrible things from these...
#love
#loneliness
#UnrequitedLove
#acceptance
#NaPoWriMo2019
754 reads
1 Comment
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
19th Apr 2019 3:59pm
19th Apr 2019 3:59pm
Fashionista! #10: Black Market
( The Blessed Event? )
Hello, my darlings. Fashionista here!
A-tooling ‘round the town to make a score.
To be selective, anyone who’s near,
A jungle at the Park, I come for more!
There’s tasty vittles; morning, noon & night,
I shape-shift to the tiger as I walk.
The sounds & smells that whet my appetite,
I go into my crouch, begin to stalk.
But lately I hear ticking from the clock,
That has the mother in me contemplate;
To raise a family, so I’m taking stock
To buy...
Hello, my darlings. Fashionista here!
A-tooling ‘round the town to make a score.
To be selective, anyone who’s near,
A jungle at the Park, I come for more!
There’s tasty vittles; morning, noon & night,
I shape-shift to the tiger as I walk.
The sounds & smells that whet my appetite,
I go into my crouch, begin to stalk.
But lately I hear ticking from the clock,
That has the mother in me contemplate;
To raise a family, so I’m taking stock
To buy...
#motherhood
#daughter
#NaPoWriMo2019 #city
#NaPoWriMo2019 #city
479 reads
4 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
13th Apr 2019 8:33pm
13th Apr 2019 8:33pm
Circle Concepts
In all things there are two halves, each part complementing the other, not an opposite
theirs is a nature of duals, scarcely duels
the contrast and other merely seen through a mirror that distorts reflection
inner and outer peace achieved through combining pieces
expressed collaboration rather than confrontation
the shady side beside sunny side both sides of a single hill
that is nourished, maintained and developed by each side's aspects;
the hill being a challenge to climb, moving ever upwards, and simultaneously a slope to rest against, to stop and...
theirs is a nature of duals, scarcely duels
the contrast and other merely seen through a mirror that distorts reflection
inner and outer peace achieved through combining pieces
expressed collaboration rather than confrontation
the shady side beside sunny side both sides of a single hill
that is nourished, maintained and developed by each side's aspects;
the hill being a challenge to climb, moving ever upwards, and simultaneously a slope to rest against, to stop and...
#trees
#nature
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2019
421 reads
2 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
11th Apr 2019 8:15pm
11th Apr 2019 8:15pm
Hook Line and Sinker
It was raining,
it always rained when I went out,
the bear seemed to know my name and number
and always tipped the clouds to bump off the Sun
whenever I stepped out once again.
Except this time may be my last
because I was going to pay her a visit,
the Mistress,
and once you set foot in her home
the only way you got out again
was lying down in a free box for your troubles.
Somewhere elsewhere behind the screens
someone is probably enjoying a hot cup of coffee
While I'm out here in the rain
still getting soaked despite my...
it always rained when I went out,
the bear seemed to know my name and number
and always tipped the clouds to bump off the Sun
whenever I stepped out once again.
Except this time may be my last
because I was going to pay her a visit,
the Mistress,
and once you set foot in her home
the only way you got out again
was lying down in a free box for your troubles.
Somewhere elsewhere behind the screens
someone is probably enjoying a hot cup of coffee
While I'm out here in the rain
still getting soaked despite my...
#NaPoWriMo2019
436 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
10th Apr 2019 7:48pm
10th Apr 2019 7:48pm
The Troll at the Bridge
Pay the toll” the old bald troll told me,
“Or else suffer the consequences if you don’t”,
So lo and behold I had gold to pay his fee,
But then I asked “what happens if I won’t?”
So the old troll strolled back and forth hotly,
His nostrils flared like he was about to strike,
“You’re a bold soul for talking to me like this…
Roll on out of here or I’ll put you on a spike”.
“No I won’t go” I said “my home is this way,
I’m not paying a toll so stop harassing me”
The troll stood tall with all his meanness,
But I stood my...
“Or else suffer the consequences if you don’t”,
So lo and behold I had gold to pay his fee,
But then I asked “what happens if I won’t?”
So the old troll strolled back and forth hotly,
His nostrils flared like he was about to strike,
“You’re a bold soul for talking to me like this…
Roll on out of here or I’ll put you on a spike”.
“No I won’t go” I said “my home is this way,
I’m not paying a toll so stop harassing me”
The troll stood tall with all his meanness,
But I stood my...
#marijuana
#ShortStory
#NaPoWriMo2019
971 reads
2 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
9th Apr 2019 3:19pm
9th Apr 2019 3:19pm
Identity Underground
Who on earth could it be that is this worm?
Their secret life underground
gives rise to gossip and speculation
as to what such form conceals
masked and hidden behind metaphors,
yet this worm does not seem to write
all language and style seems beyond them
for they are content to withdraw
wriggling their way between the words
so that they are seen but never speak
giving rise to questions of competence and capability
for if they do not write
then what manner of creature are they?
What kind for art do they seek to ply
or games...
Their secret life underground
gives rise to gossip and speculation
as to what such form conceals
masked and hidden behind metaphors,
yet this worm does not seem to write
all language and style seems beyond them
for they are content to withdraw
wriggling their way between the words
so that they are seen but never speak
giving rise to questions of competence and capability
for if they do not write
then what manner of creature are they?
What kind for art do they seek to ply
or games...
#identity
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2019
435 reads
3 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
9th Apr 2019 8:11am
9th Apr 2019 8:11am
The Fall of the Chess Monkey*
The Fall of the Chess Monkey*
(Nine of 30 -- Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2019)
Settled down for 4 hrs of chess
2 for study; 2 for play
When an email came from the Sky
out of nowhere, I say!
*
Innocently, I gave her all the time
She needed to heal.
This took the monkey
off my back for the day.
*
Settled down for 4 hrs of chess
2 for study; 2 for play
When another email came from the Sky
She really needed me today!
*
I gifted her all my time; ...
(Nine of 30 -- Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2019)
Settled down for 4 hrs of chess
2 for study; 2 for play
When an email came from the Sky
out of nowhere, I say!
*
Innocently, I gave her all the time
She needed to heal.
This took the monkey
off my back for the day.
*
Settled down for 4 hrs of chess
2 for study; 2 for play
When another email came from the Sky
She really needed me today!
*
I gifted her all my time; ...
#love
#friendship
#NaPoWriMo2019
602 reads
10 Comments
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