Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2023 Seeking Honest Critique
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Honoria
Poem Published
28th May 2023 7:03am
28th May 2023 7:03am
Thirty Pieces of Silver
For this
paltry sum
I’d throw
away
my
morality.
Is this, truly, who I am?
I ponder
the query
hoping not
but…
The sun
shines
brightly
as if oblivious
to my
deliberately
delicate
mental debate.
Turning a corner,
the dawning
of a new vision
sheds clarity
on an old
desire.
Yet,
the heart
pounds
stronger
for what
it’s been
denied.
Plucking
daisy petals
“I will do” ...
paltry sum
I’d throw
away
my
morality.
Is this, truly, who I am?
I ponder
the query
hoping not
but…
The sun
shines
brightly
as if oblivious
to my
deliberately
delicate
mental debate.
Turning a corner,
the dawning
of a new vision
sheds clarity
on an old
desire.
Yet,
the heart
pounds
stronger
for what
it’s been
denied.
Plucking
daisy petals
“I will do” ...
#betrayal
#confessional
#SelfReflection #NaPoWriMo2023
#SelfReflection #NaPoWriMo2023
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cabcool
Poem Published
2nd May 2023 9:51pm
2nd May 2023 9:51pm
inks on fire: random sketches 10
the ways of gratitude
:"But He said unto them, I have meat to eat
That ye know not of."—John 4:32, KJV
'tis not the place for gormandisers
where a desertland
feeds dust to hopeless compromisers
hungry on demand
'tis not the season of waste banquets
while earth victims cry
whose threadbare backsides have no blankets
'neath the open sky
'tis not the ways of gratitude to
shoot the wicked gaze
at those whose begging attitude true
penury portrays
'tis mercy...
:"But He said unto them, I have meat to eat
That ye know not of."—John 4:32, KJV
'tis not the place for gormandisers
where a desertland
feeds dust to hopeless compromisers
hungry on demand
'tis not the season of waste banquets
while earth victims cry
whose threadbare backsides have no blankets
'neath the open sky
'tis not the ways of gratitude to
shoot the wicked gaze
at those whose begging attitude true
penury portrays
'tis mercy...
#loneliness
#money
#food
#poverty
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 11:40pm
30th Apr 2023 11:40pm
codependency
does every sin need a savior?
or our sun require the moon?
did the earth marry gravity to spin?
i don’t care then, if my mind buries your name
in its memorial graveyard
go ahead, see if i care
try me, test me
i don’t need to win
you belong here, we don’t need a
how, why, or when
independence is a friend
too bad for you, then
if a matchbox could speak, it would
over how many times you’ve set ablaze
those entitled, sappy letters
before crucifying them to your fireplace
and you’ve burned more than paper ...
or our sun require the moon?
did the earth marry gravity to spin?
i don’t care then, if my mind buries your name
in its memorial graveyard
go ahead, see if i care
try me, test me
i don’t need to win
you belong here, we don’t need a
how, why, or when
independence is a friend
too bad for you, then
if a matchbox could speak, it would
over how many times you’ve set ablaze
those entitled, sappy letters
before crucifying them to your fireplace
and you’ve burned more than paper ...
#love
#breakup
#abuse
#manipulation
#NaPoWriMo2023
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DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 11:22pm
30th Apr 2023 11:22pm
Starseed
Planted in the empty
With the unknown void of what might bloom
The very soul within me
Shining between miracle and gloom
Sprouts of twilights
Glimmering nectar
Heavenly roots
Weaved in it's venture
Blossoming stars
Growing together
Cosmic ties
Ultimately severed
Destiny of the spore
A fate canopied like creation
As the nova roars
Shattering the noxious precipitation
Galactic echoes
Fragmented depths
Budding fractals
Flowering death
Razor leaf ...
With the unknown void of what might bloom
The very soul within me
Shining between miracle and gloom
Sprouts of twilights
Glimmering nectar
Heavenly roots
Weaved in it's venture
Blossoming stars
Growing together
Cosmic ties
Ultimately severed
Destiny of the spore
A fate canopied like creation
As the nova roars
Shattering the noxious precipitation
Galactic echoes
Fragmented depths
Budding fractals
Flowering death
Razor leaf ...
#NaPoWriMo2023
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 11:11pm
30th Apr 2023 11:11pm
The Cheesecake (Going Home)
Walternate Universe AAGM-44
Alpha-1
GGMA-53
ROO-92
“Put more pressure on the wound” Beta-2 said but WAE’s hands were soaked in blood
A bullet had found its way into his chest through the Magnificent suit and it looked severe
“I’m sorry” WAE muttered, but the Exiled only smiled looking at him and then at us
“I get to go home and see them” he muttered then whispered something into WAE’s ear
WAE moved his hands and the blood started flowing even more through the suit
He...
Alpha-1
GGMA-53
ROO-92
“Put more pressure on the wound” Beta-2 said but WAE’s hands were soaked in blood
A bullet had found its way into his chest through the Magnificent suit and it looked severe
“I’m sorry” WAE muttered, but the Exiled only smiled looking at him and then at us
“I get to go home and see them” he muttered then whispered something into WAE’s ear
WAE moved his hands and the blood started flowing even more through the suit
He...
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 10:37pm
30th Apr 2023 10:37pm
For what May come - NaPoWriMo2023 #30
Upon reflection,
April was a a rather bad month;
akin to an irritating
arrogant child
clamouring for attention and time,
a real struggle to love
and easy to be angered with;
a real wash out.
Now,
on it's closing hours,
I find myself
in the meditative, reflective, pondering
stance.
The quiet after the storm,
with a calm collected optimism
for what May come.
April was a a rather bad month;
akin to an irritating
arrogant child
clamouring for attention and time,
a real struggle to love
and easy to be angered with;
a real wash out.
Now,
on it's closing hours,
I find myself
in the meditative, reflective, pondering
stance.
The quiet after the storm,
with a calm collected optimism
for what May come.
#MovingOn
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 8:42pm
30th Apr 2023 8:42pm
Contradiction
How is it possible
to have such a fragile exterior—
being excessively sensitive
to one's environment and words unsaid;
and exactly the same at your very core,
taking everything so hard and intensely
while simultaneously
being made of something so steely
that [after the schism] life's trials
can never break you again—
instead, bending you quite a bit.
It's a mystery to me.
to have such a fragile exterior—
being excessively sensitive
to one's environment and words unsaid;
and exactly the same at your very core,
taking everything so hard and intensely
while simultaneously
being made of something so steely
that [after the schism] life's trials
can never break you again—
instead, bending you quite a bit.
It's a mystery to me.
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2023
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javalini
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 12:44pm
30th Apr 2023 12:44pm
SPILLING THE WHINE
when words
fall free
as though
shaken loose,
but then
land in place
to make a thing,
nebulous at first
but building itself
word on word,
one and then
another
down the screen
as though
descending a ladder
toward the
solid ground
of knowing
and telling
expressing
something
almost an idea,
some restless
truth stirring
in a thicket
of thought
and word
but wanting
through,
pushing
through
and finally
finding
its place ...
fall free
as though
shaken loose,
but then
land in place
to make a thing,
nebulous at first
but building itself
word on word,
one and then
another
down the screen
as though
descending a ladder
toward the
solid ground
of knowing
and telling
expressing
something
almost an idea,
some restless
truth stirring
in a thicket
of thought
and word
but wanting
through,
pushing
through
and finally
finding
its place ...
#WritingPoetry
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Honoria
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 6:54am
30th Apr 2023 6:54am
Poetic Lessons
I tried
walking in beauty
like the night
All I got
was a
stubbed toe
and a
bruised shin
Lesson: turn the light on
How did I love him?
I counted all the ways.
On one finger.
Lesson: toss him back in the sea
I travelled
the two
diverged roads
To discover
they were
a cul de sac
Just spinning
round in circles
Lesson: stay home
Treading softly
so I wouldn’t stomp on
his dreams,
there were so many
I’d have to float
to avoid a...
walking in beauty
like the night
All I got
was a
stubbed toe
and a
bruised shin
Lesson: turn the light on
How did I love him?
I counted all the ways.
On one finger.
Lesson: toss him back in the sea
I travelled
the two
diverged roads
To discover
they were
a cul de sac
Just spinning
round in circles
Lesson: stay home
Treading softly
so I wouldn’t stomp on
his dreams,
there were so many
I’d have to float
to avoid a...
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Eerie
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 3:21am
30th Apr 2023 3:21am
Whatever
Here we are, the day before
bruised knees find
solace in nothing.
A predilection for
dark harmonies floating
as soft smoke from incense
burning away at perfection.
Feel my gaze saturate
your thoughts, undiluted
and slack inside.
It never calcifies in ways
we expect: growing into this
ruptures those
little girl dreams.
We’re past all that now.
Stepping around truth
will always be thorns
with no roses.
bruised knees find
solace in nothing.
A predilection for
dark harmonies floating
as soft smoke from incense
burning away at perfection.
Feel my gaze saturate
your thoughts, undiluted
and slack inside.
It never calcifies in ways
we expect: growing into this
ruptures those
little girl dreams.
We’re past all that now.
Stepping around truth
will always be thorns
with no roses.
#NaPoWriMo2023
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cabcool
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 2:21am
30th Apr 2023 2:21am
inks on fire: random sketches 09
physician, heal thyself
physician, heal thyself
who dress the sores
of halt and blind beset by maladies
draw from your quick-fix shelf
to open doors
for your own best-appointed remedies
your mission blest to reach
the sick of soul
restores the broken spirit of the lost
and yet, you cannot preach
yourself made-whole
whose sacrifice begs not to count the cost
you cannot see the mote
in your own eye
or bind the wound that cripples your right hand
to others yet devote
the solvent dye
to...
physician, heal thyself
who dress the sores
of halt and blind beset by maladies
draw from your quick-fix shelf
to open doors
for your own best-appointed remedies
your mission blest to reach
the sick of soul
restores the broken spirit of the lost
and yet, you cannot preach
yourself made-whole
whose sacrifice begs not to count the cost
you cannot see the mote
in your own eye
or bind the wound that cripples your right hand
to others yet devote
the solvent dye
to...
#illness
#hypocrisy
#healing #NaPoWriMo2023
#healing #NaPoWriMo2023
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cabcool
Poem Published
30th Apr 2023 2:14am
30th Apr 2023 2:14am
inks on fire: random sketches 08
death
you take my breath away
as if you knew the power of
the giving of new life
when you have had your sway
the iron rule you think you have
shall seal your own dread strife
infant mortality
and eldergarten fatalness
among your choicest tools
you leave no levity
or traces of congenialness
for wise men or for fools
for me, you're but a sleep
that cannot hold this body down
when morning breaks the sky
though in the dark i weep
i shall receive my golden crown
when death himself shall die ...
you take my breath away
as if you knew the power of
the giving of new life
when you have had your sway
the iron rule you think you have
shall seal your own dread strife
infant mortality
and eldergarten fatalness
among your choicest tools
you leave no levity
or traces of congenialness
for wise men or for fools
for me, you're but a sleep
that cannot hold this body down
when morning breaks the sky
though in the dark i weep
i shall receive my golden crown
when death himself shall die ...
#death
#rebirth
#LifeCycle
#healing
#NaPoWriMo2023
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