Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2020 Published by Members Recently Online
#NaPoWriMo2020
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
1st May 2020 2:29am
1st May 2020 2:29am
White flag
How long will it take --
there’s an ache
where my chest is
and tears smudging glasses
A friendship tank
that can’t be filled
by anything but presence
voice
eyes
meeting
unfettered by screens
*
withering
fading
empty
I am sliding into that pit
it took years to claw out of
simply cast me down
to drown
in the wine of my tears
blissful
If the plague were to come
just calmly succumb
all colour has drained
relinquish
*
Yet I...
there’s an ache
where my chest is
and tears smudging glasses
A friendship tank
that can’t be filled
by anything but presence
voice
eyes
meeting
unfettered by screens
*
withering
fading
empty
I am sliding into that pit
it took years to claw out of
simply cast me down
to drown
in the wine of my tears
blissful
If the plague were to come
just calmly succumb
all colour has drained
relinquish
*
Yet I...
#depression
#NaPoWriMo2020
#pandemic
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
1st May 2020 2:29am
1st May 2020 2:29am
White flag
How long will it take --
there’s an ache
where my chest is
and tears smudging glasses
A friendship tank
that can’t be filled
by anything but presence
voice
eyes
meeting
unfettered by screens
*
withering
fading
empty
I am sliding into that pit
it took years to claw out of
simply cast me down
to drown
in the wine of my tears
blissful
If the plague were to come
just calmly succumb
all colour has drained
relinquish
*
Yet I...
there’s an ache
where my chest is
and tears smudging glasses
A friendship tank
that can’t be filled
by anything but presence
voice
eyes
meeting
unfettered by screens
*
withering
fading
empty
I am sliding into that pit
it took years to claw out of
simply cast me down
to drown
in the wine of my tears
blissful
If the plague were to come
just calmly succumb
all colour has drained
relinquish
*
Yet I...
#depression
#NaPoWriMo2020
#pandemic
574 reads
6 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
1st May 2020 2:29am
1st May 2020 2:29am
White flag
How long will it take --
there’s an ache
where my chest is
and tears smudging glasses
A friendship tank
that can’t be filled
by anything but presence
voice
eyes
meeting
unfettered by screens
*
withering
fading
empty
I am sliding into that pit
it took years to claw out of
simply cast me down
to drown
in the wine of my tears
blissful
If the plague were to come
just calmly succumb
all colour has drained
relinquish
*
Yet I...
there’s an ache
where my chest is
and tears smudging glasses
A friendship tank
that can’t be filled
by anything but presence
voice
eyes
meeting
unfettered by screens
*
withering
fading
empty
I am sliding into that pit
it took years to claw out of
simply cast me down
to drown
in the wine of my tears
blissful
If the plague were to come
just calmly succumb
all colour has drained
relinquish
*
Yet I...
#depression
#NaPoWriMo2020
#pandemic
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6 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
27th Apr 2020 4:48pm
27th Apr 2020 4:48pm
Reminiscence
bring me a fancy time machine
I want to go backwards!
dial up the bygone days
when the emerald grass
was cool and waxy
beneath my tanned bare feet,
where cicadas sang loudly,
their high-pitched death song
the perfect accompaniment
to long, hot afternoons
spent rubbing buttercups
under my still-smooth chin
and gulping ice cold water
from hot metal fountains
after waiting my turn,
sweating in the high sun
I want to go backwards!
dial up the bygone days
when the emerald grass
was cool and waxy
beneath my tanned bare feet,
where cicadas sang loudly,
their high-pitched death song
the perfect accompaniment
to long, hot afternoons
spent rubbing buttercups
under my still-smooth chin
and gulping ice cold water
from hot metal fountains
after waiting my turn,
sweating in the high sun
#NaPoWriMo2020
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6 Comments
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.
...
#NaPoWriMo2017
#NaPoWriMo2018
#NaPoWriMo2020 #NaPoWriMo2022
#NaPoWriMo2020 #NaPoWriMo2022
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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.
...
#NaPoWriMo2017
#NaPoWriMo2018
#NaPoWriMo2020 #NaPoWriMo2022
#NaPoWriMo2020 #NaPoWriMo2022
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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.
...
#NaPoWriMo2017
#NaPoWriMo2018
#NaPoWriMo2020 #NaPoWriMo2022
#NaPoWriMo2020 #NaPoWriMo2022
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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.
...
#NaPoWriMo2017
#NaPoWriMo2018
#NaPoWriMo2020 #NaPoWriMo2022
#NaPoWriMo2020 #NaPoWriMo2022
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cabcool
Poem Published
21st Aug 2020 7:03pm
21st Aug 2020 7:03pm
scribbles in a poet's diary #13
scribble #13
odessa waits
with wide spread arms
baby boom
wild fauna finds new mates
spring flora pollinates
bursts of rich colours bump and grind
to serenade the wind
every bloom
its own transcendent song
spills forth the whole day long
lilacs and dandelions dance
the unborn takes last chance
in the womb
odessa waits with wide spread arms
to welcome brand new april charms
© Copyright 2020 April 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
________________________ ...
odessa waits
with wide spread arms
baby boom
wild fauna finds new mates
spring flora pollinates
bursts of rich colours bump and grind
to serenade the wind
every bloom
its own transcendent song
spills forth the whole day long
lilacs and dandelions dance
the unborn takes last chance
in the womb
odessa waits with wide spread arms
to welcome brand new april charms
© Copyright 2020 April 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
________________________ ...
#flowers
#animals
#spring
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2020
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cabcool
Poem Published
21st Aug 2020 7:03pm
21st Aug 2020 7:03pm
scribbles in a poet's diary #13
scribble #13
odessa waits
with wide spread arms
baby boom
wild fauna finds new mates
spring flora pollinates
bursts of rich colours bump and grind
to serenade the wind
every bloom
its own transcendent song
spills forth the whole day long
lilacs and dandelions dance
the unborn takes last chance
in the womb
odessa waits with wide spread arms
to welcome brand new april charms
© Copyright 2020 April 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
________________________ ...
odessa waits
with wide spread arms
baby boom
wild fauna finds new mates
spring flora pollinates
bursts of rich colours bump and grind
to serenade the wind
every bloom
its own transcendent song
spills forth the whole day long
lilacs and dandelions dance
the unborn takes last chance
in the womb
odessa waits with wide spread arms
to welcome brand new april charms
© Copyright 2020 April 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
________________________ ...
#flowers
#animals
#spring
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2020
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cabcool
Poem Published
21st Aug 2020 7:03pm
21st Aug 2020 7:03pm
scribbles in a poet's diary #13
scribble #13
odessa waits
with wide spread arms
baby boom
wild fauna finds new mates
spring flora pollinates
bursts of rich colours bump and grind
to serenade the wind
every bloom
its own transcendent song
spills forth the whole day long
lilacs and dandelions dance
the unborn takes last chance
in the womb
odessa waits with wide spread arms
to welcome brand new april charms
© Copyright 2020 April 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
________________________ ...
odessa waits
with wide spread arms
baby boom
wild fauna finds new mates
spring flora pollinates
bursts of rich colours bump and grind
to serenade the wind
every bloom
its own transcendent song
spills forth the whole day long
lilacs and dandelions dance
the unborn takes last chance
in the womb
odessa waits with wide spread arms
to welcome brand new april charms
© Copyright 2020 April 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
________________________ ...
#flowers
#animals
#spring
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2020
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cabcool
Poem Published
21st Aug 2020 7:03pm
21st Aug 2020 7:03pm
scribbles in a poet's diary #13
scribble #13
odessa waits
with wide spread arms
baby boom
wild fauna finds new mates
spring flora pollinates
bursts of rich colours bump and grind
to serenade the wind
every bloom
its own transcendent song
spills forth the whole day long
lilacs and dandelions dance
the unborn takes last chance
in the womb
odessa waits with wide spread arms
to welcome brand new april charms
© Copyright 2020 April 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
________________________ ...
odessa waits
with wide spread arms
baby boom
wild fauna finds new mates
spring flora pollinates
bursts of rich colours bump and grind
to serenade the wind
every bloom
its own transcendent song
spills forth the whole day long
lilacs and dandelions dance
the unborn takes last chance
in the womb
odessa waits with wide spread arms
to welcome brand new april charms
© Copyright 2020 April 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
________________________ ...
#flowers
#animals
#spring
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2020
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