Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2022 Seeking Friendly Advice
#NaPoWriMo2022
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
10th Apr 2022 4:33am
10th Apr 2022 4:33am
Dear Diary: Summer 1979
A bicycle ride in heady air
coaster brakes and screeching tires.
A variety store's tall shelves stocked
with household needs next to the liquor aisle.
Sugary treats cost pocket change,
the old man behind the counters glassy eyes
say, 'Is that all you're buying?'
Star Wars cards and giant gum wads,
lip-chilling popsicle sticks and hoodsie cups.
A superhot car with butt-burning vinyl seats,
clothes swaying on a line, stiff and wind-starched
Mom's cooking dinner on the stove, no microwave,
Dad's plate goes in the warm oven. ...
coaster brakes and screeching tires.
A variety store's tall shelves stocked
with household needs next to the liquor aisle.
Sugary treats cost pocket change,
the old man behind the counters glassy eyes
say, 'Is that all you're buying?'
Star Wars cards and giant gum wads,
lip-chilling popsicle sticks and hoodsie cups.
A superhot car with butt-burning vinyl seats,
clothes swaying on a line, stiff and wind-starched
Mom's cooking dinner on the stove, no microwave,
Dad's plate goes in the warm oven. ...
#childhood
#memories
#nostalgia #NaPoWriMo2022
#nostalgia #NaPoWriMo2022
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
10th Apr 2022 3:29am
10th Apr 2022 3:29am
The space beside
I want to tell you of the blueness of sky
and the sound of geese flying over today
and that scene in a movie that made me cry
and the beautiful song that blew me away
I want to carry you around all day
in the pocket closest to my heart
so we can just laugh and talk and play
and not feel always so far apart
Instead there’s an empty space beside me
I carry it everywhere I roam
I’m complete; it’s not a hole inside me
I just long for connection that feels like home
and the sound of geese flying over today
and that scene in a movie that made me cry
and the beautiful song that blew me away
I want to carry you around all day
in the pocket closest to my heart
so we can just laugh and talk and play
and not feel always so far apart
Instead there’s an empty space beside me
I carry it everywhere I roam
I’m complete; it’s not a hole inside me
I just long for connection that feels like home
#love
#loneliness
#friendship #NaPoWriMo2022
#friendship #NaPoWriMo2022
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Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
9th Apr 2022 9:23pm
9th Apr 2022 9:23pm
Twigging Together
9 / 30
Twigging Together
In the beginning
our learning to live
to love one another
a plethora of “ No’s”
spoken aloud
loudly.
Mom’s cat (Kitty)
knew only inside and boredom
before She came to me
came to be my part-time
outdoor companion.
So many antonyms
to an affirmative
a constant in our onset
each vying for control
for dominance.
She may have been
wondering
while wandering
where all Her “Yesses”
were though daily
I assure
many are on ...
Twigging Together
In the beginning
our learning to live
to love one another
a plethora of “ No’s”
spoken aloud
loudly.
Mom’s cat (Kitty)
knew only inside and boredom
before She came to me
came to be my part-time
outdoor companion.
So many antonyms
to an affirmative
a constant in our onset
each vying for control
for dominance.
She may have been
wondering
while wandering
where all Her “Yesses”
were though daily
I assure
many are on ...
#love
#family
#friendship
#learning
#NaPoWriMo2022
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
9th Apr 2022 3:13pm
9th Apr 2022 3:13pm
Broken Faces
day to day life trials
crack away at the surface
shameful blemishes
crooked faults rafting down
river run tears
bruised and batter bound
misapplied scars harass
the eccentric lines of beauty
altering self-confidence
porcelain masks conceal
the ugliness of sorrow
bringing joy to emptiness
reflected emotional baggage
ripple through its pond
cascading false hopes of security
Open arms that once were warm
Now cold to touch
crack away at the surface
shameful blemishes
crooked faults rafting down
river run tears
bruised and batter bound
misapplied scars harass
the eccentric lines of beauty
altering self-confidence
porcelain masks conceal
the ugliness of sorrow
bringing joy to emptiness
reflected emotional baggage
ripple through its pond
cascading false hopes of security
Open arms that once were warm
Now cold to touch
#NaPoWriMo2022
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2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
9th Apr 2022 3:19am
9th Apr 2022 3:19am
Schrodinger’s antidepressant
I once hallucinated a cat.
Not there until I saw it,
gone the moment I looked,
it was definitely there.
I know it wasn’t a flight of imagination,
or interpretation of movement or light.
There were no bushes to rustle
and no shadows in that open moonlit field.
I wasn’t thinking about cats
(or of anything really)
just returning to my tent
after brushing my teeth at the campground.
But anyway, there it was
just left of my feet
and I actually dodged to avoid it
lest we get entangled
in my visual cortex.
I...
Not there until I saw it,
gone the moment I looked,
it was definitely there.
I know it wasn’t a flight of imagination,
or interpretation of movement or light.
There were no bushes to rustle
and no shadows in that open moonlit field.
I wasn’t thinking about cats
(or of anything really)
just returning to my tent
after brushing my teeth at the campground.
But anyway, there it was
just left of my feet
and I actually dodged to avoid it
lest we get entangled
in my visual cortex.
I...
#depression
#memories
#MentalHealth #NaPoWriMo2022
#MentalHealth #NaPoWriMo2022
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12 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
8th Apr 2022 10:45pm
8th Apr 2022 10:45pm
Quintessence of Consternation
8 / 30
Quintessence of Consternation
When I was a lot littler than ten
our family used to have pets,
2 dogs to be exact –
even though I was very allergic
to furry critters.
Maybe it was just lack of
supervision or just innocent play
but not long after I gave the dogs
a rubberband necklace
in our backyard there were now
two graves.
I’ve outgrown most of those
childhood allergies,
save for cattle and horses.
I have not outgrown that memory
the dogs play with me
and my glee...
Quintessence of Consternation
When I was a lot littler than ten
our family used to have pets,
2 dogs to be exact –
even though I was very allergic
to furry critters.
Maybe it was just lack of
supervision or just innocent play
but not long after I gave the dogs
a rubberband necklace
in our backyard there were now
two graves.
I’ve outgrown most of those
childhood allergies,
save for cattle and horses.
I have not outgrown that memory
the dogs play with me
and my glee...
#childhood
#dogs
#memories #NaPoWriMo2022
#memories #NaPoWriMo2022
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2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
8th Apr 2022 1:12am
8th Apr 2022 1:12am
Beach Glass
Smooth as beach glass, blue and green
Your notes washed over me like a dream
Beer-bottle brown eyes, a voice rich as cream,
You were smooth as beach glass, baby.
Stretched on the sand just getting cooked
Melting like cheese in a toaster oven
A voice shook my heart, and when I looked
There you sat, just strummin’ and hummin’
Our smiles connected, you reached out your hand
The heart on your sleeve swept me under your spell
Though you slipped through my fingers like fine, cool sand
That week was a secret I’ll never tell
...
Your notes washed over me like a dream
Beer-bottle brown eyes, a voice rich as cream,
You were smooth as beach glass, baby.
Stretched on the sand just getting cooked
Melting like cheese in a toaster oven
A voice shook my heart, and when I looked
There you sat, just strummin’ and hummin’
Our smiles connected, you reached out your hand
The heart on your sleeve swept me under your spell
Though you slipped through my fingers like fine, cool sand
That week was a secret I’ll never tell
...
#secrets
#beach
#lover #NaPoWriMo2022
#lover #NaPoWriMo2022
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25 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
7th Apr 2022 3:53pm
7th Apr 2022 3:53pm
Descrying Brumes
7 / 30
Descrying Brumes
I wish I could catch clouds
whisk me away
to yesterday
like a magic
flying carpet
Aging has fogged up
much of my
recollection of
(my) ancient history
I tell people that my
poor memory
long-term, protects me
from over emotional
& thinking
Perhaps it’s easier
soaring to tomorrows
riding a cool zephyr
Living life
making more
deposits to the past
Definitely makes for a less
Stressful present,
I think
...
Descrying Brumes
I wish I could catch clouds
whisk me away
to yesterday
like a magic
flying carpet
Aging has fogged up
much of my
recollection of
(my) ancient history
I tell people that my
poor memory
long-term, protects me
from over emotional
& thinking
Perhaps it’s easier
soaring to tomorrows
riding a cool zephyr
Living life
making more
deposits to the past
Definitely makes for a less
Stressful present,
I think
...
#myself
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2022
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
7th Apr 2022 00:19am
7th Apr 2022 00:19am
Dimes
If I had a dime
For every time
somebody told me “you’re too hard on yourself”
Well -- you know how it goes, I’d be rolling in dough.
But you know what?
I gotta be hard
‘cause I’m a sneaky bugger
Give me the choice, I’ll take the lazy way out
If I’m easy on myself, shit’ll never get done.
If I had a dime
For every time
somebody told me, “You’re doing too much”
Well -- you know the story – I’d be living in luxury.
But you know what?
I gotta do it all
‘cause I’m a fiery zealot
Diving in deep...
For every time
somebody told me “you’re too hard on yourself”
Well -- you know how it goes, I’d be rolling in dough.
But you know what?
I gotta be hard
‘cause I’m a sneaky bugger
Give me the choice, I’ll take the lazy way out
If I’m easy on myself, shit’ll never get done.
If I had a dime
For every time
somebody told me, “You’re doing too much”
Well -- you know the story – I’d be living in luxury.
But you know what?
I gotta do it all
‘cause I’m a fiery zealot
Diving in deep...
#courage
#myself
#passion
#risk
#NaPoWriMo2022
631 reads
10 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 6:25pm
6th Apr 2022 6:25pm
Excogitative Ignis Fatuus
6 / 30
Excogitative Ignis Fatuus
You entered my daily space
without my consent
Yet, I let You for a reason
I tried to lament
as I wanted to live out my
life alone.
You said no more love
for Your husband
just died.
I said I gave up on love
But secretly, I lied.
Our Friendship I’ve decided
is worth way more
more than foolish pheromonal
desires and so,
I pray You keep me close
and honor our growth
in strength arms’ length
paints of solid hues
Flat Black &...
Excogitative Ignis Fatuus
You entered my daily space
without my consent
Yet, I let You for a reason
I tried to lament
as I wanted to live out my
life alone.
You said no more love
for Your husband
just died.
I said I gave up on love
But secretly, I lied.
Our Friendship I’ve decided
is worth way more
more than foolish pheromonal
desires and so,
I pray You keep me close
and honor our growth
in strength arms’ length
paints of solid hues
Flat Black &...
#love
#relationships
#friendship
#UnrequitedLove
#NaPoWriMo2022
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4 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 3:50pm
6th Apr 2022 3:50pm
Naked
I am”
but what you see
inwardly and outwardly
free
“Cloaked”
to you in an illusion
I bear all fruit
ripe with confusion
“Unyoked”
bare of my shedding
invisible to the eye
in truth it's upsetting
controversy will die
“Enlightenment”
fragments of reason
sprout above their crime
blinding all aspects of treason
overseeing its rhyme
“Oblivious”
I thrive in plain sight
yet hardly ever noticed
the sun marks my site
forgetful passersby’s ...
but what you see
inwardly and outwardly
free
“Cloaked”
to you in an illusion
I bear all fruit
ripe with confusion
“Unyoked”
bare of my shedding
invisible to the eye
in truth it's upsetting
controversy will die
“Enlightenment”
fragments of reason
sprout above their crime
blinding all aspects of treason
overseeing its rhyme
“Oblivious”
I thrive in plain sight
yet hardly ever noticed
the sun marks my site
forgetful passersby’s ...
#NaPoWriMo2022
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5 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 1:59am
6th Apr 2022 1:59am
Pick-up Sticks
There was no such thing as time then.
Just low winter sun
streaming through window panes,
casting angular shadows on the rug –
Was it greenish?
Some nondescript colour that hid dog-vomit spots.
Unlike the zebra-stripe shag by the fireplace,
this rug was rough enough
to burn wrestling elbows
but thick enough to cushion the sound of a head strike.
Pick-up sticks were easier on the rug;
The hardwood was too slippery.
We had such attention spans then,
carefully levering the reds
out from under the blues and greens,...
Just low winter sun
streaming through window panes,
casting angular shadows on the rug –
Was it greenish?
Some nondescript colour that hid dog-vomit spots.
Unlike the zebra-stripe shag by the fireplace,
this rug was rough enough
to burn wrestling elbows
but thick enough to cushion the sound of a head strike.
Pick-up sticks were easier on the rug;
The hardwood was too slippery.
We had such attention spans then,
carefully levering the reds
out from under the blues and greens,...
#childhood
#memories
#nostalgia #NaPoWriMo2022
#nostalgia #NaPoWriMo2022
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