Long Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2024
#NaPoWriMo2024
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 00:25am
26th Apr 2024 00:25am
Mata Furry
On a Spring day,
five years ago,
I heard a loud knocking at my front door.
Approaching to answer,
I heard a faint scratching.
First checking the peep hole,
I saw not a soul.
Then the bell rang.
Carefully, with trepidation,
I opened to see
a pure white bunny staring up at me.
Irresistibly adorable I let the little guy in.
Barely crossing our threshold,
the creature hopped
to our den
as if on a mission.
I said, “well aren't you bold” and...
five years ago,
I heard a loud knocking at my front door.
Approaching to answer,
I heard a faint scratching.
First checking the peep hole,
I saw not a soul.
Then the bell rang.
Carefully, with trepidation,
I opened to see
a pure white bunny staring up at me.
Irresistibly adorable I let the little guy in.
Barely crossing our threshold,
the creature hopped
to our den
as if on a mission.
I said, “well aren't you bold” and...
#animals
#funny
#mystery
#NaPoWriMo2024
#nature
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 12:16pm
16th Apr 2024 12:16pm
finality
16 of 30
they don't warn you about finals
the final time you see their face filled with laughter
kiss & hug them with a smiling I'll see you later
nothing is mentioned about the pain
looking back at that last casual departure
or how your heart will be gripped in a fist of remorse
so tight you can't get any oxygen
the fire in your throat
burning the inner lining to cinders
from all the emotion you're holding in
because release may come in a flood so ferocious
you'll be utterly swept away
with every...
they don't warn you about finals
the final time you see their face filled with laughter
kiss & hug them with a smiling I'll see you later
nothing is mentioned about the pain
looking back at that last casual departure
or how your heart will be gripped in a fist of remorse
so tight you can't get any oxygen
the fire in your throat
burning the inner lining to cinders
from all the emotion you're holding in
because release may come in a flood so ferocious
you'll be utterly swept away
with every...
#love
#grief
#NaPoWriMo2024
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 2:14pm
14th Apr 2024 2:14pm
crushed cookies
14 of 30
she used to look at me like she hated me
...my mother's mother...
wanted to erase my existence from her reality
mom always said it was all in my head
...that I was just being too sensitive
{I got that a lot growing up...}
until one holiday when I was 15
that woman sent a box of presents
lovely wrapped packages for mom & my sister
...complete with shimmery bows & pretty labels
each of them receiving warm fluffy robes
{they even had big pockets!}
...& matching slippers for them both ...
she used to look at me like she hated me
...my mother's mother...
wanted to erase my existence from her reality
mom always said it was all in my head
...that I was just being too sensitive
{I got that a lot growing up...}
until one holiday when I was 15
that woman sent a box of presents
lovely wrapped packages for mom & my sister
...complete with shimmery bows & pretty labels
each of them receiving warm fluffy robes
{they even had big pockets!}
...& matching slippers for them both ...
#hate
#rejection
#memories
#disappointment
#NaPoWriMo2024
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 12:37pm
9th Apr 2024 12:37pm
belief
9 of 30
when I was at my lowest point
he asked me what I believe in
I said I didn't really know anymore & he snorted
no wonder you're such a fucking mess
you have to believe in something
do more than just exist
point taken...and yet...
since that conversation
I've done a lot of thinking on the matter
gone over in mind what feels right
as an emotional creature...I follow my instincts
I now have a partial answer...
it will expand over time...you understand...
when I was at my lowest point
he asked me what I believe in
I said I didn't really know anymore & he snorted
no wonder you're such a fucking mess
you have to believe in something
do more than just exist
point taken...and yet...
since that conversation
I've done a lot of thinking on the matter
gone over in mind what feels right
as an emotional creature...I follow my instincts
I now have a partial answer...
it will expand over time...you understand...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2024
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 4:01pm
8th Apr 2024 4:01pm
2 chonks & a granny
8 of 30
cat people tend to be the butt of jokes
you know the old saying...
...crazy cat lady...guilty as charged
let me tell you something though
these ladies saved me
when we entered isolation status
they were my only companions
my motivation to keep moving
Bella is the eldest...rolling into her 16th year
just starting to show signs of dementia
leaving the room & crying...as if to say
I can't remember where I left ya
she always calms when I call out
you'd never know it now...
but in her youth...
cat people tend to be the butt of jokes
you know the old saying...
...crazy cat lady...guilty as charged
let me tell you something though
these ladies saved me
when we entered isolation status
they were my only companions
my motivation to keep moving
Bella is the eldest...rolling into her 16th year
just starting to show signs of dementia
leaving the room & crying...as if to say
I can't remember where I left ya
she always calms when I call out
you'd never know it now...
but in her youth...
#cats
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2024
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 3:02pm
4th Apr 2024 3:02pm
mom's badassery
4 of 30
she was born to a family who had no use for daughters
doting on 3 sons...little girl practically forgotten
shuffled off to live with relatives & boarding school
because her own parents didn't know what to do with her
...or maybe they just couldn't be bothered
I used to believe she was incredibly sheltered
so much in life seemed to shock her
turns out...that wasn't it...
she was reared to be seen...keep quiet & be pretty
most importantly...expected to marry
...within or above her supposed station ...
she was born to a family who had no use for daughters
doting on 3 sons...little girl practically forgotten
shuffled off to live with relatives & boarding school
because her own parents didn't know what to do with her
...or maybe they just couldn't be bothered
I used to believe she was incredibly sheltered
so much in life seemed to shock her
turns out...that wasn't it...
she was reared to be seen...keep quiet & be pretty
most importantly...expected to marry
...within or above her supposed station ...
#love
#strength
#courage
#mother
#NaPoWriMo2024
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 1:04pm
2nd Apr 2024 1:04pm
Love > Fear
And what, please tell me, is actually important?
A tangible task would make me
much
more
comfortable.
Is it
to know the names of the birds on my morning walk,
notice the springing up of crocuses
(purple hope in a season of mud)
and to rejoice in the sunrise on my face?
After all,
I am an insignificant speck –
surely this is all that can be expected of me
as I drift, unattached,
through my brief moment in the universe.
live, laugh, love….
Or is it
to...
A tangible task would make me
much
more
comfortable.
Is it
to know the names of the birds on my morning walk,
notice the springing up of crocuses
(purple hope in a season of mud)
and to rejoice in the sunrise on my face?
After all,
I am an insignificant speck –
surely this is all that can be expected of me
as I drift, unattached,
through my brief moment in the universe.
live, laugh, love….
Or is it
to...
#love
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 3:20pm
1st Apr 2024 3:20pm
[NaPoWriMo 2024 Collection]: Elysium of Poetry
I
Most seek poems
in the iris of the earth
because the well of her pupil
is too deep
for ink to survive
They believe
But poetry lives
its life in shadows
between the pages
of forgotten or buried books
tucked in drawers
old envelops
and tombs of the dead
Its scent is distinct:
chrysanthemum, worn leather
lavender and peppermint
we catch its waft
when least expected
Its...
Most seek poems
in the iris of the earth
because the well of her pupil
is too deep
for ink to survive
They believe
But poetry lives
its life in shadows
between the pages
of forgotten or buried books
tucked in drawers
old envelops
and tombs of the dead
Its scent is distinct:
chrysanthemum, worn leather
lavender and peppermint
we catch its waft
when least expected
Its...
#NaPoWriMo2024
677 reads
15 Comments
_shadoe_
yiyi
yiyi
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 1:27am
1st Apr 2024 1:27am
NaPoWriMo2024 collecshun
1/30} ~ 04/01/2024
to you who keeps my skin in a mason jar ~
grey skinned man
with your baby bird bones
sheltering
a warzone
in which you cannot win
{i
have known no peace}
unarmed
& late to the front ~
… already invaded,
halfway conquered
before we began …
we slept
while it lay siege
ever so silently ...
to you who keeps my skin in a mason jar ~
grey skinned man
with your baby bird bones
sheltering
a warzone
in which you cannot win
{i
have known no peace}
unarmed
& late to the front ~
… already invaded,
halfway conquered
before we began …
we slept
while it lay siege
ever so silently ...
#NaPoWriMo2024
591 reads
11 Comments
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