Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2020 Seeking Friendly Advice
#NaPoWriMo2020
oskar
Poem Published
11th Aug 2022 11:10am
11th Aug 2022 11:10am
posterity
Posterity
Adam, the man, was up early and stood on the terrace
his body was pale as the unborn sun
sitting on the low wall on the terrace, he evacuated
down to the roof of a neighbour.
Since he didn’t have paper, he wrote on the wall
“I shat here!”
Later, the woman who makes the breakfast and
clean the house came; an elderly maid, who had
seen it all.
While Adam was breakfasting came to the terrace
hosed down the offending words.
Adam’s pathetic attempts to be remembered for
posterity was in vain.
...
Adam, the man, was up early and stood on the terrace
his body was pale as the unborn sun
sitting on the low wall on the terrace, he evacuated
down to the roof of a neighbour.
Since he didn’t have paper, he wrote on the wall
“I shat here!”
Later, the woman who makes the breakfast and
clean the house came; an elderly maid, who had
seen it all.
While Adam was breakfasting came to the terrace
hosed down the offending words.
Adam’s pathetic attempts to be remembered for
posterity was in vain.
...
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
17th May 2020 4:02am
17th May 2020 4:02am
Manor On A Hill
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.’
‘In my ending is my beginning.’
-T. S. Elliot
In creaks of shadows,
your windswept promontory
behind twigs of Forsythia,
bent Lilac branches,
your dusty red and green
antiqued form emerges as I look up.
As I walk along your cliffs,
trodding sparse grass
growing on steep mounds
too treacherous to climb,
I look up to view your hulking angularity,
your grey windows shrouded in dust.
At the base of your cliffs the...
‘In my ending is my beginning.’
-T. S. Elliot
In creaks of shadows,
your windswept promontory
behind twigs of Forsythia,
bent Lilac branches,
your dusty red and green
antiqued form emerges as I look up.
As I walk along your cliffs,
trodding sparse grass
growing on steep mounds
too treacherous to climb,
I look up to view your hulking angularity,
your grey windows shrouded in dust.
At the base of your cliffs the...
#home
#historical
#TSEliot #NaPoWriMo2020
#TSEliot #NaPoWriMo2020
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
7th May 2020 3:58am
7th May 2020 3:58am
Widow's Walk
The daily diminishing of me went on
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
#wife
#husband
#marriage
#RainerMariaRilke
#NaPoWriMo2020
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
2nd May 2020 3:50am
2nd May 2020 3:50am
Past And Present
Starship USS Stanza engineering log, Stardate April 30, 2020
T'PoetsRevenge, chief officer:
I have observed a bearded man in several areas of the ship
dressed in woodsmans clothes and writing in a notebook.
He appears to be a hologram. Some of the crew and cadets
have been studying different eras in poetry on the holodeck
for Poetry Writing Month. I suspect that this is where he
originated. I have scanned his image into the ship's encyclopedia,
and it is none other than Henry David Thoreau, the transcendentalist of the early 20th century on...
T'PoetsRevenge, chief officer:
I have observed a bearded man in several areas of the ship
dressed in woodsmans clothes and writing in a notebook.
He appears to be a hologram. Some of the crew and cadets
have been studying different eras in poetry on the holodeck
for Poetry Writing Month. I suspect that this is where he
originated. I have scanned his image into the ship's encyclopedia,
and it is none other than Henry David Thoreau, the transcendentalist of the early 20th century on...
#science
#HenryDavidThoreau
#scifi #NaPoWriMo2020
#scifi #NaPoWriMo2020
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
1st May 2020 11:09pm
1st May 2020 11:09pm
Applause From Prison
Through my window
The world screams
Hand claps ringing in ears m
Applause for lost freedom
Don’t they see how dictatorships start
Ignore at your peril
Civil liberties eroded
Minorities culled before eyes
Didn’t Jews go this way too
Smiling politicians still cause deaths
Chaos’s cold dagger
Stabs eternally deep
Piercing sorrowful innocence
Stealing days and night
New prisons called home
The world screams
Hand claps ringing in ears m
Applause for lost freedom
Don’t they see how dictatorships start
Ignore at your peril
Civil liberties eroded
Minorities culled before eyes
Didn’t Jews go this way too
Smiling politicians still cause deaths
Chaos’s cold dagger
Stabs eternally deep
Piercing sorrowful innocence
Stealing days and night
New prisons called home
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
1st May 2020 11:07pm
1st May 2020 11:07pm
Clock Ticks On
It’s getting me down
Insomnia kicks in
Clock ticks on insanely
No noise
Except my heart beating
Yes I am alive
Existence dragged by seconds
Want someone to shove
Just for human connection
Loneliness breeds darkness
Time drips onwards
Ever so slowly
Creeping shadows dancing
Untouchable dark companions
Keep haunting
Insomnia kicks in
Clock ticks on insanely
No noise
Except my heart beating
Yes I am alive
Existence dragged by seconds
Want someone to shove
Just for human connection
Loneliness breeds darkness
Time drips onwards
Ever so slowly
Creeping shadows dancing
Untouchable dark companions
Keep haunting
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Kinkpoet
Poem Published
1st May 2020 10:50pm
1st May 2020 10:50pm
NaPoWriMo 2020
kaboom! it explodes
in a profusion of light
then the afterglow
in a profusion of light
then the afterglow
#happiness
#gratitude
#NaPoWriMo2020
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
1st May 2020 2:59pm
1st May 2020 2:59pm
Lovers Play
Hush caution
Danger lies ahead
Beware the storm
Thundering hearts
At play
In their closeness
Accumulated heat
Rises up
Toward lights of love
A fire burns
Touching cores
Is never frictionless
Skin rubbing sensually
Feel rhythms
Take control
Unbound undone
Barriers slightly pushed
Passions pursued
Craziness tempered
With kisses sweet
Danger lies ahead
Beware the storm
Thundering hearts
At play
In their closeness
Accumulated heat
Rises up
Toward lights of love
A fire burns
Touching cores
Is never frictionless
Skin rubbing sensually
Feel rhythms
Take control
Unbound undone
Barriers slightly pushed
Passions pursued
Craziness tempered
With kisses sweet
#NaPoWriMo2020
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
1st May 2020 2:59pm
1st May 2020 2:59pm
Soulful Collision
Don’t stop
Those soulful connections
Heaven is purest through touch
Hairs standing on ends
Electrical currents of fingertips
Brand new sensations
Harmonised love given feeling
Burn me bodily
Feverish lips merge
Like wind and rain
The crazy burning between us
Can only get stronger
Our beings collide
Eternity means nothing
Breaths drunk hungrily
Those soulful connections
Heaven is purest through touch
Hairs standing on ends
Electrical currents of fingertips
Brand new sensations
Harmonised love given feeling
Burn me bodily
Feverish lips merge
Like wind and rain
The crazy burning between us
Can only get stronger
Our beings collide
Eternity means nothing
Breaths drunk hungrily
#NaPoWriMo2020
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
1st May 2020 6:57am
1st May 2020 6:57am
Soft Spoken Lips
Baby yes you
Woman need those words
Thoughts that swirl inside
Breaths of love
Warming cold parchment
Spill your soul
Over my senses
Don’t leave anything behind
Will drown in every syllable
Feel their power flow
Whisper these verse
Send sensual shivers deep
Tie me to aural delights
Open heaven
With soft spoken lips
Woman need those words
Thoughts that swirl inside
Breaths of love
Warming cold parchment
Spill your soul
Over my senses
Don’t leave anything behind
Will drown in every syllable
Feel their power flow
Whisper these verse
Send sensual shivers deep
Tie me to aural delights
Open heaven
With soft spoken lips
#NaPoWriMo2020
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
1st May 2020 6:30am
1st May 2020 6:30am
Eyes See Eternity
Love is a song
You are the music
To my lyrics
Together we have beauty
There can be no doubt
Rhythmic feelings
Symphonic backdrop
That carries our dance
Come much closer
This sensual sway takes over
Magical romantic flow
Slips between us
Do those soulful things
Kiss me into oblivion
Where eyes see eternity
You are the music
To my lyrics
Together we have beauty
There can be no doubt
Rhythmic feelings
Symphonic backdrop
That carries our dance
Come much closer
This sensual sway takes over
Magical romantic flow
Slips between us
Do those soulful things
Kiss me into oblivion
Where eyes see eternity
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
30th Apr 2020 10:55pm
30th Apr 2020 10:55pm
Eternities Finally Merging
This longing
Has an eternal thread
That keeps pulling me
Feeling it’s gravity all around
Eternities finally merging
Agitated molecules vibrating
Frictional heat of velvet skin
Bared souls thundering hearts
Blue sky days
Moon lit nights
Universal love fantasies
Never die
You have always resonated
Deeply in my being
From what seems like past lives
Has an eternal thread
That keeps pulling me
Feeling it’s gravity all around
Eternities finally merging
Agitated molecules vibrating
Frictional heat of velvet skin
Bared souls thundering hearts
Blue sky days
Moon lit nights
Universal love fantasies
Never die
You have always resonated
Deeply in my being
From what seems like past lives
#NaPoWriMo2020
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