Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2024 Published by Members Recently Online
#NaPoWriMo2024
Honoria
Poem Published
1st May 2024 4:51am
1st May 2024 4:51am
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
521 reads
46 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
1st May 2024 7:43pm
1st May 2024 7:43pm
Answer to 'A Close Encounter' (April 25th)
Clef
Root
Alto
Stave
Tenor
Mute
Minim
Ninth
Brass
Opera
Quaver
Canon
Accent
Score
Flat
Raga
Melisma
Root
Alto
Stave
Tenor
Mute
Minim
Ninth
Brass
Opera
Quaver
Canon
Accent
Score
Flat
Raga
Melisma
#NaPoWriMo2024
173 reads
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 1:09am
18th Apr 2024 1:09am
Quantum
all it took for me to fall in love
was one chance, miraculous moment,
coinciding quite nicely with
a random rainy Tuesday afternoon;
the rundown yet quaint bookstore
provided the perfect intersection
between your day and mine;
I never believed in divine timing
until our eyes boldly introduced us,
spilling all our best-kept secrets
across the gardening aisle -
it was the most holy thing I’ve felt;
I still ponder the magnitude
of that small moment, a tiny seed
containing finely-detailed blueprint,
the structure of time...
was one chance, miraculous moment,
coinciding quite nicely with
a random rainy Tuesday afternoon;
the rundown yet quaint bookstore
provided the perfect intersection
between your day and mine;
I never believed in divine timing
until our eyes boldly introduced us,
spilling all our best-kept secrets
across the gardening aisle -
it was the most holy thing I’ve felt;
I still ponder the magnitude
of that small moment, a tiny seed
containing finely-detailed blueprint,
the structure of time...
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
222 reads
12 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 1:09am
18th Apr 2024 1:09am
Quantum
all it took for me to fall in love
was one chance, miraculous moment,
coinciding quite nicely with
a random rainy Tuesday afternoon;
the rundown yet quaint bookstore
provided the perfect intersection
between your day and mine;
I never believed in divine timing
until our eyes boldly introduced us,
spilling all our best-kept secrets
across the gardening aisle -
it was the most holy thing I’ve felt;
I still ponder the magnitude
of that small moment, a tiny seed
containing finely-detailed blueprint,
the structure of time...
was one chance, miraculous moment,
coinciding quite nicely with
a random rainy Tuesday afternoon;
the rundown yet quaint bookstore
provided the perfect intersection
between your day and mine;
I never believed in divine timing
until our eyes boldly introduced us,
spilling all our best-kept secrets
across the gardening aisle -
it was the most holy thing I’ve felt;
I still ponder the magnitude
of that small moment, a tiny seed
containing finely-detailed blueprint,
the structure of time...
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
222 reads
12 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
2nd May 2024 1:32am
2nd May 2024 1:32am
The Journey Within
Sometimes we look at the progress we’ve made
By looking at the things we were able to overcome
And sometimes we look back the road behind
Reflecting on the past so as to move forward
A thirty-day writing challenge is a journey within
It’s an exercise in indulgence and creativity
Setting personal goals of inspiration and discipline
So we can express ourselves honestly and freely
By looking at the things we were able to overcome
And sometimes we look back the road behind
Reflecting on the past so as to move forward
A thirty-day writing challenge is a journey within
It’s an exercise in indulgence and creativity
Setting personal goals of inspiration and discipline
So we can express ourselves honestly and freely
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfDiscovery
194 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
2nd May 2024 1:32am
2nd May 2024 1:32am
The Journey Within
Sometimes we look at the progress we’ve made
By looking at the things we were able to overcome
And sometimes we look back the road behind
Reflecting on the past so as to move forward
A thirty-day writing challenge is a journey within
It’s an exercise in indulgence and creativity
Setting personal goals of inspiration and discipline
So we can express ourselves honestly and freely
By looking at the things we were able to overcome
And sometimes we look back the road behind
Reflecting on the past so as to move forward
A thirty-day writing challenge is a journey within
It’s an exercise in indulgence and creativity
Setting personal goals of inspiration and discipline
So we can express ourselves honestly and freely
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfDiscovery
194 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th May 2024 11:13pm
5th May 2024 11:13pm
april songs (Theme 3): Attitudes of Life 10
april song 30—all my life (punto finale)
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
#dreams
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfDiscovery
127 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th May 2024 11:13pm
5th May 2024 11:13pm
april songs (Theme 3): Attitudes of Life 10
april song 30—all my life (punto finale)
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
#dreams
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfDiscovery
127 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th May 2024 11:13pm
5th May 2024 11:13pm
april songs (Theme 3): Attitudes of Life 10
april song 30—all my life (punto finale)
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
#dreams
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfDiscovery
127 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th May 2024 11:13pm
5th May 2024 11:13pm
april songs (Theme 3): Attitudes of Life 10
april song 30—all my life (punto finale)
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
#dreams
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfDiscovery
127 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th May 2024 11:13pm
5th May 2024 11:13pm
april songs (Theme 3): Attitudes of Life 10
april song 30—all my life (punto finale)
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
were all my days renumbered as the grains
of sand that on the ocean fringes pine,
i wonder what would be my remnant gains,
ere vibrant youth yields to life’s swift decline.
would all my lyrics wither with the dawn,
to cadence like the sacrificial fawn?
were all my life the lyrics of one poem
—a ballad of engaging latitude—
whose metaphors compelled bright stars to know ’em,
would death accord a lither attitude
to destinies my journey must fulfil
before earth silence...
#dreams
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfDiscovery
127 reads
2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 12:25pm
30th Apr 2024 12:25pm
Letter to Me
You don’t have to earn it.
Not by impressing people
with your heartfelt writing or singing
your physical feats or keen observations
Not by making them laugh
with your silliness and charm
Not by helping them out
with your professional competence
or deep-diving intellect.
You have all these things
(yes, you do)
but they are not tools
to earn love and value.
They are results of the fact
that love is already there.
Your only job
is not to hinder it with your...
Not by impressing people
with your heartfelt writing or singing
your physical feats or keen observations
Not by making them laugh
with your silliness and charm
Not by helping them out
with your professional competence
or deep-diving intellect.
You have all these things
(yes, you do)
but they are not tools
to earn love and value.
They are results of the fact
that love is already there.
Your only job
is not to hinder it with your...
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfWorth
295 reads
17 Comments
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