Long Poems About NaPoWriMo2019
#NaPoWriMo2019
yelluw_always
Poem Published
9th Apr 2019 7:42am
9th Apr 2019 7:42am
Lakeside 8/30
Let us unscrew all the bulbs, let us see
what really happens at night, what is this
wildness of roads bordering this lake.
Their lines of divide, cars going
in the opposite directions. In sign,
we would say this in a way
that indicates misunderstandings,
two fingers passing by in the night swiftly
ends in a question mark of face.
Therein lies the dichotomy
of cities, bodies have machinated
towards sound, matching the sonic
boom with their twin beams. I look
at the moon and cannot see behind,
who are...
what really happens at night, what is this
wildness of roads bordering this lake.
Their lines of divide, cars going
in the opposite directions. In sign,
we would say this in a way
that indicates misunderstandings,
two fingers passing by in the night swiftly
ends in a question mark of face.
Therein lies the dichotomy
of cities, bodies have machinated
towards sound, matching the sonic
boom with their twin beams. I look
at the moon and cannot see behind,
who are...
#identity
#nature
#surreal #NaPoWriMo2019
#surreal #NaPoWriMo2019
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2 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
7th Apr 2019 3:43pm
7th Apr 2019 3:43pm
Open Mic Night - Day Seven
(Catena Rondo)
So, fuck you and your bitter love!
You! careless took my heart’s control,
Your cold look guts my hungry soul,
So, fuck you and your bitter love!
YOU! careless stole my heart’s control,
Who cast my life in haunted streets
Of bloodstained, guitar chorded sheets.
YOU! careless stole my heart’s control,
Who cast my life in haunted streets.
This six-string wind that seals my fate.
To drink in night and vomit hate.
Who...
So, fuck you and your bitter love!
You! careless took my heart’s control,
Your cold look guts my hungry soul,
So, fuck you and your bitter love!
YOU! careless stole my heart’s control,
Who cast my life in haunted streets
Of bloodstained, guitar chorded sheets.
YOU! careless stole my heart’s control,
Who cast my life in haunted streets.
This six-string wind that seals my fate.
To drink in night and vomit hate.
Who...
#music
#UnrequitedLove
#NaPoWriMo2019
633 reads
3 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
6th Apr 2019 8:56pm
6th Apr 2019 8:56pm
A length of worms
What can a worm do
when it wants to ride the Tilt-A-Whirl
but is too short to ride?
Well, an average earthworm is about
three hundred and sixty millimetres
yet that is far from five feet tall
but fortunately is a fifth of the way there
and an inchworm is surprisingly enough
a mighty inch tall making it one and a quarter feet
with just two worms so far,
add in a flatworm at about half in inch
plus an arrow worm for another 60 millimetres
yet that is only a third for the trying tally,
though should a bristle worm
not be...
when it wants to ride the Tilt-A-Whirl
but is too short to ride?
Well, an average earthworm is about
three hundred and sixty millimetres
yet that is far from five feet tall
but fortunately is a fifth of the way there
and an inchworm is surprisingly enough
a mighty inch tall making it one and a quarter feet
with just two worms so far,
add in a flatworm at about half in inch
plus an arrow worm for another 60 millimetres
yet that is only a third for the trying tally,
though should a bristle worm
not be...
#animals
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2019
476 reads
2 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
6th Apr 2019 6:53pm
6th Apr 2019 6:53pm
Rockhollow's Away-Morn
Title: Rockhollow's Away-Morn
Six of Thirty
Unique Words: One Hundred and Seventy Five
#NaPoWriMo19
We're parting - I'm anxious.
Duties in Exeter call, a promise of fun with dear friend
yet for me, firmly drenched in motherhood, it seems as if already ended.
Fresh rain paints the skin of you, both a noisy vandal in the night and the ingredient for growing success.
I acknowledge, in my subdued form, the progression it is gifting it's energy to.
There's a...
Six of Thirty
Unique Words: One Hundred and Seventy Five
#NaPoWriMo19
We're parting - I'm anxious.
Duties in Exeter call, a promise of fun with dear friend
yet for me, firmly drenched in motherhood, it seems as if already ended.
Fresh rain paints the skin of you, both a noisy vandal in the night and the ingredient for growing success.
I acknowledge, in my subdued form, the progression it is gifting it's energy to.
There's a...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#women
#environment
#NaPoWriMo2019
614 reads
6 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
5th Apr 2019 11:20pm
5th Apr 2019 11:20pm
The Fat Kid's Medley - Day 5
(sestina)
How vast the pool of sirens’ song,
In deepest channels, hidden shoals.
The bottles’ waste in sought belong,
The bleeding waste that sought my soul,
No place of home that I can find.
My mountains sold in canyons’ shine.
Hotlanta, dazzled by your shine,
Just like that Allman Brothers' song,
I bore no hope in what I’d find.
But how those days of Muscle Shoals
Would sooth ignite my ruptured soul,
The guitar wails of my I belong.
Not in your schools or streets belong, ...
How vast the pool of sirens’ song,
In deepest channels, hidden shoals.
The bottles’ waste in sought belong,
The bleeding waste that sought my soul,
No place of home that I can find.
My mountains sold in canyons’ shine.
Hotlanta, dazzled by your shine,
Just like that Allman Brothers' song,
I bore no hope in what I’d find.
But how those days of Muscle Shoals
Would sooth ignite my ruptured soul,
The guitar wails of my I belong.
Not in your schools or streets belong, ...
#music
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2019
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7 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
5th Apr 2019 4:24pm
5th Apr 2019 4:24pm
Horses for competion courses
And they are off,
The Positively Dark horse first out of the gate,
with just behind by a length
Earth Child singing into second place
and Ahavati the proverbial third
that is slightly slower but by no means unsure,
PoetsRevenge going strong down the lane
in fifth its no fool, Amorous_tryst
in this damn derby in sixth is Tallen,
the Cloventongue89 just leaving square one
thanks to a cloven hoof,
eighth is Jade-Pandora flying along like a paper bag
a strange one takes up position nine:
known only as number 24601 ...
The Positively Dark horse first out of the gate,
with just behind by a length
Earth Child singing into second place
and Ahavati the proverbial third
that is slightly slower but by no means unsure,
PoetsRevenge going strong down the lane
in fifth its no fool, Amorous_tryst
in this damn derby in sixth is Tallen,
the Cloventongue89 just leaving square one
thanks to a cloven hoof,
eighth is Jade-Pandora flying along like a paper bag
a strange one takes up position nine:
known only as number 24601 ...
#animals
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #NaPoWriMo2019
#WritingPoetry #NaPoWriMo2019
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9 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
4th Apr 2019 11:56pm
4th Apr 2019 11:56pm
Green Worms and Ham
The world will always have the need
for more green worms and ham
to make the natural world go round
plus give us things like spam;
as green worms are caterpillars
who then turn into beautiful butterflies
wonderful winged things
that grace and paint the skies,
helping plants bloom
life would be dull without flowers
no more colours and smells
just boring dull dreary muted hours,
while ham is part of a good diet
making you grow big and strong
full of vim and vigour
for a life that is long,
green worms are part of...
for more green worms and ham
to make the natural world go round
plus give us things like spam;
as green worms are caterpillars
who then turn into beautiful butterflies
wonderful winged things
that grace and paint the skies,
helping plants bloom
life would be dull without flowers
no more colours and smells
just boring dull dreary muted hours,
while ham is part of a good diet
making you grow big and strong
full of vim and vigour
for a life that is long,
green worms are part of...
#flowers
#nature
#food #NaPoWriMo2019
#food #NaPoWriMo2019
490 reads
3 Comments
Amorous_tryst
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2019 6:07am
3rd Apr 2019 6:07am
The Verbiage Challenge (or playtime with the Word Count Tool app)
Fantod", yes, you read me correctly, one of the new words now taking up temporary residence in the vocabulary wing of my head.
If you also subscribe to Mr. Webster's daily invasion of your email, then you won't have to go and Google it, or perhaps somewhere awhile back you ran across it somewhere and thought it worthy enough to give it a long term lease. For me personally, it was late in arriving and all the permanent occupants have taken a disliking to it for they feel it presumptuous. *90 words, 70 unique and counting
.
Is not this fantastic, *notice how I did not use the...
If you also subscribe to Mr. Webster's daily invasion of your email, then you won't have to go and Google it, or perhaps somewhere awhile back you ran across it somewhere and thought it worthy enough to give it a long term lease. For me personally, it was late in arriving and all the permanent occupants have taken a disliking to it for they feel it presumptuous. *90 words, 70 unique and counting
.
Is not this fantastic, *notice how I did not use the...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#NaPoWriMo2019
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8 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2019 8:42am
2nd Apr 2019 8:42am
Lakeside 2/30
I ring them into the digits
made for pressing eyes, for touch
avows to mold an
earthside
vision, in how I parse the effect
and cause of what makes the turtle
abandon its log, the
clouded
water plops a three-
dimensional sound of murk
straight above as its
shell
is blanketed of depths, can’t help think
the water is what I breathe, as
movement is everything
there.
And the sky high-
lights the ascension of what is
thrown up, displaced, ...
made for pressing eyes, for touch
avows to mold an
earthside
vision, in how I parse the effect
and cause of what makes the turtle
abandon its log, the
clouded
water plops a three-
dimensional sound of murk
straight above as its
shell
is blanketed of depths, can’t help think
the water is what I breathe, as
movement is everything
there.
And the sky high-
lights the ascension of what is
thrown up, displaced, ...
#nature
#surreal
#NaPoWriMo2019 #identity
#NaPoWriMo2019 #identity
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4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Apr 2019 9:42pm
1st Apr 2019 9:42pm
Super Man's Last Flight
The B-24s, the Liberators,
The Second World War’s incinerators,
They dropped bombs all over the Pacific,
They were key to winning the war,
Legendary amid the corps,
They created a hell on earth that was horrific.
But the service men called them “flying coffins”,
Odds of surviving these missions weren’t too great,
And of all the glories of the men who told their stories,
This is the account of Super Man’s crew and their fate…
Phil and Cuppernell piloted the plane,
Lambert in the tail, Nelson along for the ride,...
The Second World War’s incinerators,
They dropped bombs all over the Pacific,
They were key to winning the war,
Legendary amid the corps,
They created a hell on earth that was horrific.
But the service men called them “flying coffins”,
Odds of surviving these missions weren’t too great,
And of all the glories of the men who told their stories,
This is the account of Super Man’s crew and their fate…
Phil and Cuppernell piloted the plane,
Lambert in the tail, Nelson along for the ride,...
#courage
#fate
#NaPoWriMo2019
1075 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
1st Apr 2019 5:20am
1st Apr 2019 5:20am
[ NaPoWriMo - 2019 Collection ] Proverbs
For in much wisdom is much grief:
and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.
~ Ecclesiastes 1:18, Holy Bible, KJV
Forward
What is a Proverb
but common sense—
recorded experience
of life and legacy
for the next generation
to heed the cause
Through patterns we create
an anthology; pithy compilations
outlining morality—
behavioral blueprints
drafted from Being—
advancing or repeating
dependent upon attaining
vibrations attracted
by our very thinking
...
and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.
~ Ecclesiastes 1:18, Holy Bible, KJV
Forward
What is a Proverb
but common sense—
recorded experience
of life and legacy
for the next generation
to heed the cause
Through patterns we create
an anthology; pithy compilations
outlining morality—
behavioral blueprints
drafted from Being—
advancing or repeating
dependent upon attaining
vibrations attracted
by our very thinking
...
#universe
#spiritual
#wisdom
#NaPoWriMo2019
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
2211 reads
36 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About NaPoWriMo2019
#NaPoWriMo2019 is curated by Ahavati (Tams).
