Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2021 Seeking Honest Critique
#NaPoWriMo2021
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
3rd May 2021 10:56pm
3rd May 2021 10:56pm
Washed out Wednesday
I’m not listening to the radio
it’s just filling the blank space
between lemon walls,
I want to feel like this.
My thoughts fall in droplets,
the sound of gentle rain on the sky-light
reminds me of caravans,
playing cards till my head ached.
I watch the garden move, the cacophony
of a down pour darkens as wild horses,
thunder over hedges,
riders thrown by buffeting winds,
hidden birds dart for cover,
flashes of brown and buckled wings.
The click of a boiled kettle
brings me back...
it’s just filling the blank space
between lemon walls,
I want to feel like this.
My thoughts fall in droplets,
the sound of gentle rain on the sky-light
reminds me of caravans,
playing cards till my head ached.
I watch the garden move, the cacophony
of a down pour darkens as wild horses,
thunder over hedges,
riders thrown by buffeting winds,
hidden birds dart for cover,
flashes of brown and buckled wings.
The click of a boiled kettle
brings me back...
#depression
#NaPoWriMo2021
629 reads
4 Comments
Summerrain75
Poem Published
2nd May 2021 12:53pm
2nd May 2021 12:53pm
Ginger and Lemon Drink
I'm sipping my nightly drink
A cup of warm ginger and lemon made by my son
Blend of fresh ginger slices, lemon and spoon of wild honey in warm water
Flavored just right for my taste
Not too sour nor too sweet
I had a busy day today
Did chores and attended to my husband's needs
He is still weak physically
I feel tired and spent
A cup of this ginger and lemon drink is just what I need
To recharge my low energy
It is soothing for my throat and helps
In relieving my cough
Every night I take a cup of this drink...
A cup of warm ginger and lemon made by my son
Blend of fresh ginger slices, lemon and spoon of wild honey in warm water
Flavored just right for my taste
Not too sour nor too sweet
I had a busy day today
Did chores and attended to my husband's needs
He is still weak physically
I feel tired and spent
A cup of this ginger and lemon drink is just what I need
To recharge my low energy
It is soothing for my throat and helps
In relieving my cough
Every night I take a cup of this drink...
#son
#NaPoWriMo2021
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4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st May 2021 7:00am
1st May 2021 7:00am
Pay the Price
Allow me to speak freely Ghost Rider
But I’m still sad you are gone
Thinking about your loss
About your lyrics and words
And how it reached us misfits and nerds
But we found comfort in the music
You were the greatest
Always pursuing the next level
and still improving
You were so well read
And articulate
Conveying the human experience
and emotion
As if you spoke directly to us
So many of us copied your style
Putting you at the top of every list
And yet, behind that shy smile
You were...
But I’m still sad you are gone
Thinking about your loss
About your lyrics and words
And how it reached us misfits and nerds
But we found comfort in the music
You were the greatest
Always pursuing the next level
and still improving
You were so well read
And articulate
Conveying the human experience
and emotion
As if you spoke directly to us
So many of us copied your style
Putting you at the top of every list
And yet, behind that shy smile
You were...
#grief
#music
#lyrics
#LifeGoals
#NaPoWriMo2021
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2 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
30th Apr 2021 10:56pm
30th Apr 2021 10:56pm
Meet Me on the Edge of What Was (And What Will Be)
and now, they meet here
just before dreams call them away,
to witness life beyond traversing
as Gaea gives glorious birth
to every possible future
before them, gifted
for their own choosing;
hearts undressed
and unburdened
by the sadness of what was
and the fear of what will come
glow in hope from sheltered,
shadowed chests;
they speak softly of love
in loud voices and precise words
of affirmation and assurances
offered freely in sacred
and honest flow of truth
between hands intertwined
just before dreams call them away,
to witness life beyond traversing
as Gaea gives glorious birth
to every possible future
before them, gifted
for their own choosing;
hearts undressed
and unburdened
by the sadness of what was
and the fear of what will come
glow in hope from sheltered,
shadowed chests;
they speak softly of love
in loud voices and precise words
of affirmation and assurances
offered freely in sacred
and honest flow of truth
between hands intertwined
#love
#dreams
#memories #NaPoWriMo2021
#memories #NaPoWriMo2021
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10 Comments
Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
30th Apr 2021 10:45pm
30th Apr 2021 10:45pm
Unknowable motion
I breathe to slow the heart,
To feel,
Each.
Beat.
Part.
How long can I keep clinging to the art,
In acceptance of the fact,
That I am holding feeling, a part.
Solely to remain,
Intact.
I am rendered in a continuous arc,
Composed between palms extended,
And shoulders locked,
Eyes open,
Waiting on some unknowable motion.
Far from here,
Where every muscle screams,
Their tremors,
Witnesses of unending stresses,
I burn,
Not from pain,
It turns to mist in the falling rain.
I burn.
But...
To feel,
Each.
Beat.
Part.
How long can I keep clinging to the art,
In acceptance of the fact,
That I am holding feeling, a part.
Solely to remain,
Intact.
I am rendered in a continuous arc,
Composed between palms extended,
And shoulders locked,
Eyes open,
Waiting on some unknowable motion.
Far from here,
Where every muscle screams,
Their tremors,
Witnesses of unending stresses,
I burn,
Not from pain,
It turns to mist in the falling rain.
I burn.
But...
#NaPoWriMo2021
671 reads
8 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
30th Apr 2021 7:12pm
30th Apr 2021 7:12pm
UKULELE
Here it is
Arrived
In my hands
From British luthier
Crossed the sea
To end one great adventure
And begin another
In my living room
I am scared
Not feeling worthy
Like a kid
With uneaten food
Left on the plate
At grandma’s house
But that’s not why
I had to name her
After Ethel
So much jazz
Texas tornado
Laughter and wild
Sparkling eyes
That is the scene
I will spend
A great deal of time
Working to invoke
Arrived
In my hands
From British luthier
Crossed the sea
To end one great adventure
And begin another
In my living room
I am scared
Not feeling worthy
Like a kid
With uneaten food
Left on the plate
At grandma’s house
But that’s not why
I had to name her
After Ethel
So much jazz
Texas tornado
Laughter and wild
Sparkling eyes
That is the scene
I will spend
A great deal of time
Working to invoke
#music
#learning
#SelfDiscovery
#pandemic
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451 reads
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Razzerleaf
Poem Published
30th Apr 2021 1:45pm
30th Apr 2021 1:45pm
The Mirror shows
a torn sky
beyond it, story tellers
with lies and deception,
they whisper poetry
that I still love you too much
to write.
You carry the weight
of half glances
measured through a pair
of old readers.
It will mention us one day
from someone else's wall
but they'll be too young
too care.
I wonder now how much more
will pass into its glass
before all the cracks
come at once.
beyond it, story tellers
with lies and deception,
they whisper poetry
that I still love you too much
to write.
You carry the weight
of half glances
measured through a pair
of old readers.
It will mention us one day
from someone else's wall
but they'll be too young
too care.
I wonder now how much more
will pass into its glass
before all the cracks
come at once.
#aging
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Summerrain75
Poem Published
30th Apr 2021 8:11am
30th Apr 2021 8:11am
Fragile
You're so fragile, delicate
Physically and emotionally
Like a glass prone to breaking
An abrupt change has happened
Since your hospitalization
You used to be strong and agile
But that physical strength is gone
Your legs that can walk for kilometers before
Can barely support you for hours on your feet now
It's sad to see you this way
Totally different from what you used to be
I have to handle you with care
No more massages and tight hugs from me
Your skin cannot endure pressure
It would cause you hematoma ...
Physically and emotionally
Like a glass prone to breaking
An abrupt change has happened
Since your hospitalization
You used to be strong and agile
But that physical strength is gone
Your legs that can walk for kilometers before
Can barely support you for hours on your feet now
It's sad to see you this way
Totally different from what you used to be
I have to handle you with care
No more massages and tight hugs from me
Your skin cannot endure pressure
It would cause you hematoma ...
#love
#responsibility
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
30th Apr 2021 5:37am
30th Apr 2021 5:37am
The final countdown Glo/NpoWriMo # 30
Wow I made it to the finish line
I started something and finished it,
I’m happy with most of my submissions
I’ve no problem admitting it.
And while some of my poems were
corny, many were deep & meaningful,
a few were goofy and silly
a bunch seemed barely readable lol
To everyone who took this journey with me
I applaud you all and wanted you to know
when we’re together as poets
our personal creativity grows
It’s been an amazing privilege
to be part of this journey...
I started something and finished it,
I’m happy with most of my submissions
I’ve no problem admitting it.
And while some of my poems were
corny, many were deep & meaningful,
a few were goofy and silly
a bunch seemed barely readable lol
To everyone who took this journey with me
I applaud you all and wanted you to know
when we’re together as poets
our personal creativity grows
It’s been an amazing privilege
to be part of this journey...
#NaPoWriMo2021
489 reads
18 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
30th Apr 2021 4:06am
30th Apr 2021 4:06am
The Big Bang
It’s a scary and terrifying thought
When men behave like gods and try to wield that power
It’s a sad and heartbreaking memory
Thinking of the innocent who perished in that hour
It’s one thing to read about it
But in retrospect questioning if it was really necessary
Because those who govern
Make hard decisions from the safety of their sanctuary
I don’t like to imagine it
The land of the rising sun darkened in a flash of fire and hell
All the souls it must’ve taken
As if man manipulating the power of the atom casts a spell
...
When men behave like gods and try to wield that power
It’s a sad and heartbreaking memory
Thinking of the innocent who perished in that hour
It’s one thing to read about it
But in retrospect questioning if it was really necessary
Because those who govern
Make hard decisions from the safety of their sanctuary
I don’t like to imagine it
The land of the rising sun darkened in a flash of fire and hell
All the souls it must’ve taken
As if man manipulating the power of the atom casts a spell
...
#war
#peace
#music
#philosophical
#NaPoWriMo2021
537 reads
2 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
29th Apr 2021 6:39pm
29th Apr 2021 6:39pm
Ethel
Memory loss makes me
Angry at the universe
Double helices of doom
Belied by countless good times
In so many places
Indoor outdoor
Oh the outdoors
Prayed at nature’s
Vast cathedrals
Learned to be adventurous
From wild grandma
Our very own John Muir
Of course I’ll (hopefully)
Never forget the smile
In those eyes
Your epic witch’s cackle
I don’t think you knew
Whose son I was
Near the end
And I’m not sure he’ll know
Whose children mine are
In a couple decades
Can’t worry about that...
Angry at the universe
Double helices of doom
Belied by countless good times
In so many places
Indoor outdoor
Oh the outdoors
Prayed at nature’s
Vast cathedrals
Learned to be adventurous
From wild grandma
Our very own John Muir
Of course I’ll (hopefully)
Never forget the smile
In those eyes
Your epic witch’s cackle
I don’t think you knew
Whose son I was
Near the end
And I’m not sure he’ll know
Whose children mine are
In a couple decades
Can’t worry about that...
#family
#memories
#MentalHealth
#travel
#NaPoWriMo2021
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Apr 2021 2:48am
29th Apr 2021 2:48am
The Misfit So Alone
On a sleepless night I recall on the past
Of old days when I was young in school
Of the friendships we thought would last
And how desperately I wanted to be cool
There was something about the in-crowd
And how popular so many wanted to be
And though we never really said it out loud
Some wished to be like them to a degree
It’s in our nature to be accepted
Even if we didn’t know how to speak
Deep down we want to be respected
Flaws and all makes us each unique
This is for the eccentrics and the misfits
To those...
Of old days when I was young in school
Of the friendships we thought would last
And how desperately I wanted to be cool
There was something about the in-crowd
And how popular so many wanted to be
And though we never really said it out loud
Some wished to be like them to a degree
It’s in our nature to be accepted
Even if we didn’t know how to speak
Deep down we want to be respected
Flaws and all makes us each unique
This is for the eccentrics and the misfits
To those...
#music
#memories
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost
#NaPoWriMo2021
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