Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2024 Seeking Honest Critique
#NaPoWriMo2024
april songs (Theme 3): attitudes of life 1
april song 21—all my fears
some days i hide behind my pillow, scared
of phantoms that have mocked my life and jeered.
i tremble when cold night begins to creep
into the quiet recess of my sleep.
for shapes and sounds are not what they appear:
their minion songs and dances are severe.
but bogeyman shall die a sudden death,
for i shall strangulate his parting breath.
my father says his substance is surreal:
gross emptiness is easy to repeal.
tonight, i shall be waiting in my bed
to show him who’s alive and...
some days i hide behind my pillow, scared
of phantoms that have mocked my life and jeered.
i tremble when cold night begins to creep
into the quiet recess of my sleep.
for shapes and sounds are not what they appear:
their minion songs and dances are severe.
but bogeyman shall die a sudden death,
for i shall strangulate his parting breath.
my father says his substance is surreal:
gross emptiness is easy to repeal.
tonight, i shall be waiting in my bed
to show him who’s alive and...
#anxiety
#fear
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
#night
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Milestones
Life is full of lessons
Like paths and obstacle courses we must learn to overcome
The hard times that came and went
Those triumphs taste even sweeter
Comprehending that time doesn’t stop
Because the next thing I know
I blinked and I’m no longer a young man
Now I’m holding my baby’s baby in my arms
Oh how the years have passed by
Approaching half a century
I seek the wisdom of the ages
The stoic philosophies and teachings of the ancients
Wishing I could have learned them when I was younger but…
I wouldn’t have...
Like paths and obstacle courses we must learn to overcome
The hard times that came and went
Those triumphs taste even sweeter
Comprehending that time doesn’t stop
Because the next thing I know
I blinked and I’m no longer a young man
Now I’m holding my baby’s baby in my arms
Oh how the years have passed by
Approaching half a century
I seek the wisdom of the ages
The stoic philosophies and teachings of the ancients
Wishing I could have learned them when I was younger but…
I wouldn’t have...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfReflection
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The Written Word
The page is blank to the naked eye
To mine it’s covered in scribbles
Notes and thoughts, ideas and stories
Somehow all connected to each other
Within that tangled mess of words
There’s a bridge of how we came to be
I can’t seem to link the arcs
For their movement eludes me
Maybe I’m blinded by love,
no~
I’m engulfed in rage
I need to make this plausible
Everything feels so relevant
None so meaningful as our story
To mine it’s covered in scribbles
Notes and thoughts, ideas and stories
Somehow all connected to each other
Within that tangled mess of words
There’s a bridge of how we came to be
I can’t seem to link the arcs
For their movement eludes me
Maybe I’m blinded by love,
no~
I’m engulfed in rage
I need to make this plausible
Everything feels so relevant
None so meaningful as our story
#NaPoWriMo2024
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april songs (Theme 2): elements of life 10
april song 20—light (finale)
"For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath
shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of
God in the face of Jesus Christ."—2nd Corinthians 4:4
'tis the wonder of all wonders
that the spirit of man ponders:
is there life in utter darkness?
is there peace where dwells no kindness?
'tis a world rife with disaster,
when the dark becomes our master;
his blindfold is meant to strangle
knave and saint who with him...
"For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath
shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of
God in the face of Jesus Christ."—2nd Corinthians 4:4
'tis the wonder of all wonders
that the spirit of man ponders:
is there life in utter darkness?
is there peace where dwells no kindness?
'tis a world rife with disaster,
when the dark becomes our master;
his blindfold is meant to strangle
knave and saint who with him...
#environment
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle #NaPoWriMo2024
#LifeCycle #NaPoWriMo2024
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april songs (Theme 2): elements of life 9
april song 19—darkness
heedless, speedless, sourceless darkness
—to some souls a dreadful starkness—
where’s your hiding place at daylight,
with earth’s doors and windows airtight?
are you truly liberated
from the things man has created,
bearing naught of shape or substance
in th’ arena of the sun dance?
are your features gaunt or cheerful
when our children huddle, fearful
of the biting, stifling clutches
of your finger-crawling touches?
are you stronger than the sunlight,
even when it...
heedless, speedless, sourceless darkness
—to some souls a dreadful starkness—
where’s your hiding place at daylight,
with earth’s doors and windows airtight?
are you truly liberated
from the things man has created,
bearing naught of shape or substance
in th’ arena of the sun dance?
are your features gaunt or cheerful
when our children huddle, fearful
of the biting, stifling clutches
of your finger-crawling touches?
are you stronger than the sunlight,
even when it...
#environment
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle #NaPoWriMo2024
#LifeCycle #NaPoWriMo2024
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The void
I talk to you
Indiscreetly
Incompletely
With this rhyme
I’m talking to you
Through vibrations
Sound waves
And a mime
You’re calculating
You’re converting
And converging
To the why
I’m suffering
Suffocating
Synthesising
Deep inside
I’m taking shape
Taking true form
I’m coming through
The void
Indiscreetly
Incompletely
With this rhyme
I’m talking to you
Through vibrations
Sound waves
And a mime
You’re calculating
You’re converting
And converging
To the why
I’m suffering
Suffocating
Synthesising
Deep inside
I’m taking shape
Taking true form
I’m coming through
The void
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Crushing Rituals
Intentionally isolated
Alone to my thoughts
Microdosing on you
Enough to remember
How the air lightens
Among your presence
From shadow's depths
Behind iron barricades
I recreate your essence
With a time portal ritual,
Tainted history, hostage
Drawing deep from past
My 'you' raises from ash
Decrepit in my conceit
While barely your image
It suffices my fantasy
Falling for my reflection
In your eyes, so hollow
I rip my heart in pieces
To perpetuate this love
Of you loving myself
Alone to my thoughts
Microdosing on you
Enough to remember
How the air lightens
Among your presence
From shadow's depths
Behind iron barricades
I recreate your essence
With a time portal ritual,
Tainted history, hostage
Drawing deep from past
My 'you' raises from ash
Decrepit in my conceit
While barely your image
It suffices my fantasy
Falling for my reflection
In your eyes, so hollow
I rip my heart in pieces
To perpetuate this love
Of you loving myself
#crush
#lust
#memories #NaPoWriMo2024
#memories #NaPoWriMo2024
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Island?
It's not worth the effort,
so never think that
we need other people;
experience has shown that
we can manage alone,
contrary to thinking
relationships are everything,
I choose to believe that
independence
trumps
interdependence
because
I am an island, just like in the song
so I'll stop thinking that
my social skills are broken.
it's just not true that
everybody needs someone
and this is OK:
I rely on myself
and can't honestly say
I need you.
[now read this from bottom to top]
so never think that
we need other people;
experience has shown that
we can manage alone,
contrary to thinking
relationships are everything,
I choose to believe that
independence
trumps
interdependence
because
I am an island, just like in the song
so I'll stop thinking that
my social skills are broken.
it's just not true that
everybody needs someone
and this is OK:
I rely on myself
and can't honestly say
I need you.
[now read this from bottom to top]
#friendship
#NaPoWriMo2024
#relationships #SelfReflection
#relationships #SelfReflection
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The Patchwork
Once upon a time, tiptoeing, in
Honey cordial lies so soothing
Amidst festering animosity
Truth seemed as lemon to sore
But, on, stress cracks creep up
We, vaseful of decaying daisies
Their hearts have grown withered
So, I cry because no one else is
My eyes have not crumbled to dust
With a teary love hard talk blend
A rough spackle concocted to mend
Time's proper pressure sets glue
When sometimes, often, on occasion
I view such patchwork futile
See there, leaking through the chips
I find I'm too close to the shards ...
Honey cordial lies so soothing
Amidst festering animosity
Truth seemed as lemon to sore
But, on, stress cracks creep up
We, vaseful of decaying daisies
Their hearts have grown withered
So, I cry because no one else is
My eyes have not crumbled to dust
With a teary love hard talk blend
A rough spackle concocted to mend
Time's proper pressure sets glue
When sometimes, often, on occasion
I view such patchwork futile
See there, leaking through the chips
I find I'm too close to the shards ...
#family
#forgiveness
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
#sadness
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Cold Comfort-Third Scoop

#childhood
#job
#memories #NaPoWriMo2024
#memories #NaPoWriMo2024
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Finding Purpose
It’s what matters most
What motivates us and pushes us to go forward
As we go about our daily lives
Listening to that inner voice
Calling to us…
It’s the internal compass that drives us
From ordinary every day decisions
To those significant and important milestones
Tipping points and shifting paradigms
Where building a more secure foundation
Becomes the priority
It’s the sense of duty laid out before us
Committed and steadfast
So that the intrinsic rewards gives us the fuel
To keep sailing through the hardships...
What motivates us and pushes us to go forward
As we go about our daily lives
Listening to that inner voice
Calling to us…
It’s the internal compass that drives us
From ordinary every day decisions
To those significant and important milestones
Tipping points and shifting paradigms
Where building a more secure foundation
Becomes the priority
It’s the sense of duty laid out before us
Committed and steadfast
So that the intrinsic rewards gives us the fuel
To keep sailing through the hardships...
#determination
#inspirational
#LifeGoals
#NaPoWriMo2024
#PersonalGrowth
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Who am I?
I was there in the beginning
and I will be there at the end.
I am present throughout time and space,
and to the ends of the Earth.
I exist in other parts of the universe;
also in heaven and in hell,
inside and outside,
and within everybody.
I am in your home,
although not among the doors and windows,
and I am particular
about the rooms I inhabit.
You cannot see me
and many people do not know of me,
but I exist inside their heart.
Who am I?
and I will be there at the end.
I am present throughout time and space,
and to the ends of the Earth.
I exist in other parts of the universe;
also in heaven and in hell,
inside and outside,
and within everybody.
I am in your home,
although not among the doors and windows,
and I am particular
about the rooms I inhabit.
You cannot see me
and many people do not know of me,
but I exist inside their heart.
Who am I?
#mystery
#NaPoWriMo2024
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