Long Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2021
#NaPoWriMo2021
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Jun 2022 4:31am
15th Jun 2022 4:31am
Beheaded
Curtsy to the Queen
Talons swoops, fear not of its smoke screen
Claims of divinity in times, yet the core of the soul rings untrue
Reposed, yet empathic unto scattered brain fools
Variations found within its mental slew
Glass dynasties shatter, stepping stones under my feet I reduce
Crowns of grandeur are bestowed
Not loaned, confiscated, of elevated along a dirt road
Hail to the Queen
Guillotined unto the supremacies of my swift validity
Remnant of once was, ashes to ashes, dust to dust of its austerity ...
Talons swoops, fear not of its smoke screen
Claims of divinity in times, yet the core of the soul rings untrue
Reposed, yet empathic unto scattered brain fools
Variations found within its mental slew
Glass dynasties shatter, stepping stones under my feet I reduce
Crowns of grandeur are bestowed
Not loaned, confiscated, of elevated along a dirt road
Hail to the Queen
Guillotined unto the supremacies of my swift validity
Remnant of once was, ashes to ashes, dust to dust of its austerity ...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
#morality
#NaPoWriMo2021
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2 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
11th May 2021 4:48am
11th May 2021 4:48am
Ode To Night
We are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side.”
-Khalil Gibran
I
Cry with me, sultry night;
pray for the sentient things
crawling ‘neath your sight.
Glow your moon’s pale light.
Illuminate those whom pine for all
to be right and the fields of things
who count not the hours,
but wave in the wind endlessly
and futilely.
Pass me under safe care tonight,
let the voices lead me softly along:
a muted song.
Cry with me, sultry night.
...
-Khalil Gibran
I
Cry with me, sultry night;
pray for the sentient things
crawling ‘neath your sight.
Glow your moon’s pale light.
Illuminate those whom pine for all
to be right and the fields of things
who count not the hours,
but wave in the wind endlessly
and futilely.
Pass me under safe care tonight,
let the voices lead me softly along:
a muted song.
Cry with me, sultry night.
...
#dreams
#moon
#night
#NaPoWriMo2021
#KahlilGibran
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10 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
8th May 2021 6:58am
8th May 2021 6:58am
Visions: Into Light
To see is to hear, once heard it speaks;
a flight of fancy to find the meek
ones who hide from eyes that search
may all our foes we besmirch.
Into light we glide upon
wings unfurled; our will is strong
as the tree men rooted by dirt;
as the brethren found on earth.
Magic now, as it would seem
only hears of which we dream;
visions come to grace our eyes
as we look to ancient skies
Everywhere and spread upon
all we seek to emerge before long
To see is to know and learn so well;
Forever yours, PRaladriel...
a flight of fancy to find the meek
ones who hide from eyes that search
may all our foes we besmirch.
Into light we glide upon
wings unfurled; our will is strong
as the tree men rooted by dirt;
as the brethren found on earth.
Magic now, as it would seem
only hears of which we dream;
visions come to grace our eyes
as we look to ancient skies
Everywhere and spread upon
all we seek to emerge before long
To see is to know and learn so well;
Forever yours, PRaladriel...
#NaPoWriMo2021
#mountains
#JRRTolkien
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6 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
24th Apr 2021 10:12pm
24th Apr 2021 10:12pm
Eighteen Months
I once believed in fairy tales,
that you could have it all ~
if only you wished hard enough,
believed for long enough;
confusing needs with wants,
I turned them all into knights
on white horses; my saviors,
and I called to them seductively
from a tower purposely built
to be much too tall
to climb
it would seem, so often
what I got for all my hoping
was a yard full of death
and soil filled with dry bones;
nothing beautiful
or lasting could grow here,
in this haunted cemetery ~
my...
that you could have it all ~
if only you wished hard enough,
believed for long enough;
confusing needs with wants,
I turned them all into knights
on white horses; my saviors,
and I called to them seductively
from a tower purposely built
to be much too tall
to climb
it would seem, so often
what I got for all my hoping
was a yard full of death
and soil filled with dry bones;
nothing beautiful
or lasting could grow here,
in this haunted cemetery ~
my...
#learning
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2021
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12 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
16th Apr 2021 5:33pm
16th Apr 2021 5:33pm
Happy to Disappoint
I said it out loud,
“no”
my word reaching
for your ears, but
landing somewhere
near the alligator logo
on your shirt instead;
you brushed it off, just
like you did the toast crumbs
at breakfast in the restaurant
you knew I hated
you slapped my face
in front of the waitress, grabbing
my arm, pulling my body along
like a misbehaving child
making a break
for the busy street;
I wanted to return the...
“no”
my word reaching
for your ears, but
landing somewhere
near the alligator logo
on your shirt instead;
you brushed it off, just
like you did the toast crumbs
at breakfast in the restaurant
you knew I hated
you slapped my face
in front of the waitress, grabbing
my arm, pulling my body along
like a misbehaving child
making a break
for the busy street;
I wanted to return the...
#memories
#NaPoWriMo2021
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9 Comments
nomoth
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 8:35pm
9th Apr 2021 8:35pm
The other kitchen drawer...
(just all my NaPo entries that I would like to re-everything again)
the alcoholic mid-morning fields
young boy dreaming
nothing will scare you,
the spoons inside, pool
to sea and sall screams back to you
the foolish floats
as a hook waiting
a throat of wren singing
and I am laying now down
for tomorrow
baby-milk sky
the nautilus dried fruit sun
seeing and sawing
I magnet the compass
until the north stops spinning ...
the alcoholic mid-morning fields
young boy dreaming
nothing will scare you,
the spoons inside, pool
to sea and sall screams back to you
the foolish floats
as a hook waiting
a throat of wren singing
and I am laying now down
for tomorrow
baby-milk sky
the nautilus dried fruit sun
seeing and sawing
I magnet the compass
until the north stops spinning ...
#NaPoWriMo2021
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1 Comment
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 4:38pm
9th Apr 2021 4:38pm
Petrichlor
the days are suddenly
warmer now;
rain soaks the fields
of life germinating in rows ~
it smells of every summer I spent
in backwoods Georgia,
tending my grandmother’s
butter beans and sweet peas,
gaining self-sufficiency
and old southern wisdom
under the guise of hard work
and soft lessons;
I suspect she knew all along
there was pride in every blister
earned at her side
she is gone away
from these moments now, ...
warmer now;
rain soaks the fields
of life germinating in rows ~
it smells of every summer I spent
in backwoods Georgia,
tending my grandmother’s
butter beans and sweet peas,
gaining self-sufficiency
and old southern wisdom
under the guise of hard work
and soft lessons;
I suspect she knew all along
there was pride in every blister
earned at her side
she is gone away
from these moments now, ...
#family
#memories
#MentalHealth #NaPoWriMo2021
#MentalHealth #NaPoWriMo2021
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LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 6:44am
7th Apr 2021 6:44am
The Podium
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Sing to me 'cause I can't hear myself
Through the loudness of my own hurts
Call me selfish when I say this, say this
I'm kinda helpless, and I need you
Sing to me 'cause I'm not doing well
—-Sing to Me, Missio
*ahem*
let’s talk about memories
the podium is wood
~ or at least it was
once upon a time
when it had no idea
what it would become,
the lies it would help sell
we can talk about my dad
but not for long ...
Getting tired of my own words
Sing to me 'cause I can't hear myself
Through the loudness of my own hurts
Call me selfish when I say this, say this
I'm kinda helpless, and I need you
Sing to me 'cause I'm not doing well
—-Sing to Me, Missio
*ahem*
let’s talk about memories
the podium is wood
~ or at least it was
once upon a time
when it had no idea
what it would become,
the lies it would help sell
we can talk about my dad
but not for long ...
#memories
#StreamOfConsciousness
#NaPoWriMo2021
154 reads
8 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 5:14am
6th Apr 2021 5:14am
The Singularity
Please copy and paste & listen while reading .
I like to give my readers the headspace with the music that I listen to when I write :) please start reading @ the 242 second mark, enjoy! and as always thanks for looking 😊
Science vs Music:
https://youtube.com/watch?v=Q3oItpVa9fs
For a few moments America
took a step back in time
old ideas became the new
drive-in movies came back to life
...
I like to give my readers the headspace with the music that I listen to when I write :) please start reading @ the 242 second mark, enjoy! and as always thanks for looking 😊
Science vs Music:
https://youtube.com/watch?v=Q3oItpVa9fs
For a few moments America
took a step back in time
old ideas became the new
drive-in movies came back to life
...
#NaPoWriMo2021
665 reads
10 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
5th Apr 2021 5:01am
5th Apr 2021 5:01am
Milly Hills
Please copy and paste and listen while reading and try and wait to start reading for when the lyrics kick in @ the 52 second mark, and as always thanks for looking xo .
Lonely man on the corner Genesis : https://youtube.com/watch?v=6Zed9aNj-94
looking out a dirty window
my worker she’s due today
I’m told that it’s my birthday
a baby carriage Is kicked my way
across the floor it traveled
but inside it’s box it stayed
no cake or happy...
Lonely man on the corner Genesis : https://youtube.com/watch?v=6Zed9aNj-94
looking out a dirty window
my worker she’s due today
I’m told that it’s my birthday
a baby carriage Is kicked my way
across the floor it traveled
but inside it’s box it stayed
no cake or happy...
#NaPoWriMo2021
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18 Comments
Summerrain75
Poem Published
4th Apr 2021 6:21pm
4th Apr 2021 6:21pm
The Wedding
It's the third day of NaPoWriMo
And I'm just not in my best mood to write
But I have to spill a poem for the day
Or I'll get a strike or perhaps be disqualified
I can't allow that to happen
Not when I'm on my third NaPoWriMo Comp
Truth is, I am tired from today's event
I had to wake up earlier than my usual waking time
To go to town and buy a gift
For the wedding we attended this afternoon with my son
We had to hurry to get back home and prepare
I was on edge for days about this wedding
My brother and his wife was...
And I'm just not in my best mood to write
But I have to spill a poem for the day
Or I'll get a strike or perhaps be disqualified
I can't allow that to happen
Not when I'm on my third NaPoWriMo Comp
Truth is, I am tired from today's event
I had to wake up earlier than my usual waking time
To go to town and buy a gift
For the wedding we attended this afternoon with my son
We had to hurry to get back home and prepare
I was on edge for days about this wedding
My brother and his wife was...
#disappointment
#NaPoWriMo2021
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2 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
4th Apr 2021 2:49am
4th Apr 2021 2:49am
Flag Waving Patriots
while driving in a quiet
residential neighborhood
my eyes were drawn
to a nice home
with a flagpole in front
proudly displaying the
stars and stripes
for a moment i felt a twinge of patriotism
then i noticed
that below the
red white and blue symbol of my country
there was a second flag
lovely blue and white
with bold lettering
proclaiming
“F&*K BIDEN”
(but real letters instead of the
ampersand and asterisk
if you know what i mean)
which...
residential neighborhood
my eyes were drawn
to a nice home
with a flagpole in front
proudly displaying the
stars and stripes
for a moment i felt a twinge of patriotism
then i noticed
that below the
red white and blue symbol of my country
there was a second flag
lovely blue and white
with bold lettering
proclaiming
“F&*K BIDEN”
(but real letters instead of the
ampersand and asterisk
if you know what i mean)
which...
#politics
#NaPoWriMo2021
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