Poetry Writing Month | NaPoWriMo 2023
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Poems forming part of our 2023 NaPoWriMo challenge (also known as GloPoWriMo). Poetry Writing Month takes place in April each year. Join us next year to write a poem a day for the whole month (30 poems in 30 days).
Eerie
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 00:05am
4th Apr 2023 00:05am
Untitled III
In dreams you appear
ultra-violet: a stunning representation
of how I remember you.
Magnetic eyes piercing the darkness
that walled me in: my shadows
you were acquainted with.
We walked backwards, watching
time race past: arms locked,
foreheads pressed together,
the world blurring around us.
You, my would-be lover, and
I, your flowers in hell.
So many burning stars later,
it’s apparent our demons still
play well together—
That was always the thrill.
ultra-violet: a stunning representation
of how I remember you.
Magnetic eyes piercing the darkness
that walled me in: my shadows
you were acquainted with.
We walked backwards, watching
time race past: arms locked,
foreheads pressed together,
the world blurring around us.
You, my would-be lover, and
I, your flowers in hell.
So many burning stars later,
it’s apparent our demons still
play well together—
That was always the thrill.
#love
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DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 1:41am
4th Apr 2023 1:41am
Children of the Defeated
Oh, how the mighty have fallen
Generations of weight strapped to our backs
Deformed spines to hold the pain of past labors
Twisted like the nails we drive
Oh, how the unwanted are calling
All lamenting in wait and strapped for cash
Reformed minds to the gain of last favors
Guilted as they hell they ride
The steam starts to rise
Emotions boiling over
Hobbling out of their corners
Strapped to the teeth like soldiers
It's their world to burn
They made it
It's their earth to turn
Frustrated
...
Generations of weight strapped to our backs
Deformed spines to hold the pain of past labors
Twisted like the nails we drive
Oh, how the unwanted are calling
All lamenting in wait and strapped for cash
Reformed minds to the gain of last favors
Guilted as they hell they ride
The steam starts to rise
Emotions boiling over
Hobbling out of their corners
Strapped to the teeth like soldiers
It's their world to burn
They made it
It's their earth to turn
Frustrated
...
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 3:24am
4th Apr 2023 3:24am
"Canoeing the Mountains"
They say that “the church” today
is like the Lewis & Clark expedition –
charting new territory,
exploring the ashes & ruins of Christendom,
finding a new route to the Great Commission…
it’s supposed to be inspiring.
Problem is, we’re not explorers at heart;
there’s not enough curiosity
and we never volunteered for this journey.
We thought we had already arrived.
Knew our map inside & out;
so convinced of its righteousness
we just slapped it onto the turtle’s back
without stopping to look
at the beauty of...
is like the Lewis & Clark expedition –
charting new territory,
exploring the ashes & ruins of Christendom,
finding a new route to the Great Commission…
it’s supposed to be inspiring.
Problem is, we’re not explorers at heart;
there’s not enough curiosity
and we never volunteered for this journey.
We thought we had already arrived.
Knew our map inside & out;
so convinced of its righteousness
we just slapped it onto the turtle’s back
without stopping to look
at the beauty of...
#religion
#Christian
#philosophical
#tradition
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 7:11am
4th Apr 2023 7:11am
The Drop
Walternate Universe DD-4841
I went into my bathroom to open the portal
But another me from an alternate universe appeared
“Who, in the blue hell, are you?” I asked him puzzled
“Good luck in your mission” he told me as he leered
“TOTO who was that?” I asked my handler later
“He replaces you while you’re in another world
Your alternates selves also have assignments
They take care of your work, your family, your girl”
“When you say they take care of my girl how exactly…”
“We don’t have time right now, you need to get to the...
I went into my bathroom to open the portal
But another me from an alternate universe appeared
“Who, in the blue hell, are you?” I asked him puzzled
“Good luck in your mission” he told me as he leered
“TOTO who was that?” I asked my handler later
“He replaces you while you’re in another world
Your alternates selves also have assignments
They take care of your work, your family, your girl”
“When you say they take care of my girl how exactly…”
“We don’t have time right now, you need to get to the...
#universe
#music
#funny #NaPoWriMo2023
#funny #NaPoWriMo2023
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javalini
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 12:01pm
4th Apr 2023 12:01pm
WHAT REMAINS
we are what remains
after the storm --
flotsam
nestled in turbulent waves,
pieces we might retrieve
that tell the story
of who we once were,
of how handsome
and proud
we stood
tethered to the dock,
of how tame
the ocean seemed
and how blue
the dome of sky
and of how
when they gathered
to bid us fare well
we took it with
a grain of salt
for there was nothing
that could take us
to the bottom
but a storm
our fathers dreamed,
and that, we knew,
we could overcome ...
after the storm --
flotsam
nestled in turbulent waves,
pieces we might retrieve
that tell the story
of who we once were,
of how handsome
and proud
we stood
tethered to the dock,
of how tame
the ocean seemed
and how blue
the dome of sky
and of how
when they gathered
to bid us fare well
we took it with
a grain of salt
for there was nothing
that could take us
to the bottom
but a storm
our fathers dreamed,
and that, we knew,
we could overcome ...
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Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 12:58pm
4th Apr 2023 12:58pm
Literality
4/30
Literality
Oft, i struggle to be creative
a feel of zero imagination
absolutely no allegory
no irony, not even simile
Literally
(At four in the morning)
i try to visualize
written verses
fun & wild as a rapid river
birdliming my mind
whilst screaming aloud
from a barrel barreling
over a waterfall
For some eerie reason
a metaphor knocked me over
She said her name is Brook
She didn’t appear bedraggled
and stayed to chat only
long enough for the time ...
Literality
Oft, i struggle to be creative
a feel of zero imagination
absolutely no allegory
no irony, not even simile
Literally
(At four in the morning)
i try to visualize
written verses
fun & wild as a rapid river
birdliming my mind
whilst screaming aloud
from a barrel barreling
over a waterfall
For some eerie reason
a metaphor knocked me over
She said her name is Brook
She didn’t appear bedraggled
and stayed to chat only
long enough for the time ...
#LifeAsAWriter
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Summerrain75
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 6:18pm
4th Apr 2023 6:18pm
Slow Down
Slow down
Pause for a while
Take a deep breath
Loosen yourself and relax
You don't need to hurry
To do what needs to be done
Slow down
Allow yourself to enjoy
The time in your hands
Go for a leisure walk
And enjoy the moment
Today put yourself first
You maybe too busy
On other days
That you forget
To think about yourself
Slow down
Take a closer look
At your surroundings
Smell those flowers
Look up at the sky
And see the clouds
As they drift and change shapes
Watch the...
Pause for a while
Take a deep breath
Loosen yourself and relax
You don't need to hurry
To do what needs to be done
Slow down
Allow yourself to enjoy
The time in your hands
Go for a leisure walk
And enjoy the moment
Today put yourself first
You maybe too busy
On other days
That you forget
To think about yourself
Slow down
Take a closer look
At your surroundings
Smell those flowers
Look up at the sky
And see the clouds
As they drift and change shapes
Watch the...
#motivational
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 7:06pm
4th Apr 2023 7:06pm
Finding (the holy grail of) Love
love...
is known
within you
a delicate feeling
fragile yet strong
beating pulsing alive
with true hope
knowing such
deep emotion
more rare
and so precious
fated among
lengendary tales
kings knights
searched for it
died never discovering
its resting place
this holy grail
beckons all who seek
but i see
have discovered
love's destiny
forged by fire
seared deeply in blue eyes
found...
is known
within you
a delicate feeling
fragile yet strong
beating pulsing alive
with true hope
knowing such
deep emotion
more rare
and so precious
fated among
lengendary tales
kings knights
searched for it
died never discovering
its resting place
this holy grail
beckons all who seek
but i see
have discovered
love's destiny
forged by fire
seared deeply in blue eyes
found...
#love
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 8:08pm
4th Apr 2023 8:08pm
HYPERattentionDISORDERanxietyACTIVITYdeficitATTACK
shaky hands,
shaky breath
letting people down
important tasks
can’t remember
escape,
let me escape
distract me
please
structures burning down around me
emotions burning up inside me
grief burning deep within me
I am
burning
out
calm exterior
no one knows
SMILE!
...
shaky breath
letting people down
important tasks
can’t remember
escape,
let me escape
distract me
please
structures burning down around me
emotions burning up inside me
grief burning deep within me
I am
burning
out
calm exterior
no one knows
SMILE!
...
#anxiety
#shame
#despair
#ADHD
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Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 8:11pm
4th Apr 2023 8:11pm
revival
we forgot the warmth of sunny days, saturating sapphire skies
it melts the frost off my skin
and dusts my psyche
so, i wait for bloom
just as the desert did this march
no, i cannot rush the season
forced germination yields nothing, does it?
my pale, frail flower
she cries for help
pink has abandoned her cheeks
we hug in cobwebbed rooms, and i whisper:
“revival is on the horizon”
and it will eclipse the depressive gloom.
it melts the frost off my skin
and dusts my psyche
so, i wait for bloom
just as the desert did this march
no, i cannot rush the season
forced germination yields nothing, does it?
my pale, frail flower
she cries for help
pink has abandoned her cheeks
we hug in cobwebbed rooms, and i whisper:
“revival is on the horizon”
and it will eclipse the depressive gloom.
#friendship
#motivational
#inspirational
#spring
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 11:22pm
4th Apr 2023 11:22pm
Crystalline
our eyes lock
and i stare, mesmerised
into those hypontic depths,
all crystalline blues and greys.
reflected back at me:
a little of myself,
the genes of many generations
and your unmistakeable uniqueness.
your eyes are complex,
mirroring both the confidence
and uncertainty of youth.
sincerity, diligence and passion
reside within,
alongside the familiar shadow
that i hoped you would escape.
what do you see
reflected in mine?
and i stare, mesmerised
into those hypontic depths,
all crystalline blues and greys.
reflected back at me:
a little of myself,
the genes of many generations
and your unmistakeable uniqueness.
your eyes are complex,
mirroring both the confidence
and uncertainty of youth.
sincerity, diligence and passion
reside within,
alongside the familiar shadow
that i hoped you would escape.
what do you see
reflected in mine?
#relationships
#mirror
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Eerie
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 11:29pm
4th Apr 2023 11:29pm
Untitled IV
I've spent an eternity
walking through shadows,
cupping the last ember
to illuminate my dark journey.
Despair laid a heavy head
on my shoulder, whispering
sweet words of finality.
It would have been
easy to slip beneath rippling waters.
Four breaths, time spinning
through two decades of hell.
Heavy stones pulling
me into oblivion: each time
just short of death.
Re-calibrating, turning
the screw just a little tighter,
coming up for air, I have
found my meaning.
I shall...
walking through shadows,
cupping the last ember
to illuminate my dark journey.
Despair laid a heavy head
on my shoulder, whispering
sweet words of finality.
It would have been
easy to slip beneath rippling waters.
Four breaths, time spinning
through two decades of hell.
Heavy stones pulling
me into oblivion: each time
just short of death.
Re-calibrating, turning
the screw just a little tighter,
coming up for air, I have
found my meaning.
I shall...
#identity
#death
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