Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2024 Published by Members Recently Online
#NaPoWriMo2024
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
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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
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Euphoric
Enraptured by the twinkling stars
and their glimmer in his galaxy.
Umbra, release me from the trauma
and deliver me into the light.
Purple ices over the midnight hues,
and the reflection adds the silver lining.
Hanging on to the edge of the sickled moon,
hoping to see far beyond the expanse
orbiting and interwoven by speckles
that accompany me along the way.
Rotating planets foretell my fate
then tuck me away in a dream.
Inspiration returns and struts
alongside my rhythm and flow.
Cosmically lost...
and their glimmer in his galaxy.
Umbra, release me from the trauma
and deliver me into the light.
Purple ices over the midnight hues,
and the reflection adds the silver lining.
Hanging on to the edge of the sickled moon,
hoping to see far beyond the expanse
orbiting and interwoven by speckles
that accompany me along the way.
Rotating planets foretell my fate
then tuck me away in a dream.
Inspiration returns and struts
alongside my rhythm and flow.
Cosmically lost...
#happiness
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Euphoric
Enraptured by the twinkling stars
and their glimmer in his galaxy.
Umbra, release me from the trauma
and deliver me into the light.
Purple ices over the midnight hues,
and the reflection adds the silver lining.
Hanging on to the edge of the sickled moon,
hoping to see far beyond the expanse
orbiting and interwoven by speckles
that accompany me along the way.
Rotating planets foretell my fate
then tuck me away in a dream.
Inspiration returns and struts
alongside my rhythm and flow.
Cosmically lost...
and their glimmer in his galaxy.
Umbra, release me from the trauma
and deliver me into the light.
Purple ices over the midnight hues,
and the reflection adds the silver lining.
Hanging on to the edge of the sickled moon,
hoping to see far beyond the expanse
orbiting and interwoven by speckles
that accompany me along the way.
Rotating planets foretell my fate
then tuck me away in a dream.
Inspiration returns and struts
alongside my rhythm and flow.
Cosmically lost...
#happiness
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
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16 Comments
Euphoric
Enraptured by the twinkling stars
and their glimmer in his galaxy.
Umbra, release me from the trauma
and deliver me into the light.
Purple ices over the midnight hues,
and the reflection adds the silver lining.
Hanging on to the edge of the sickled moon,
hoping to see far beyond the expanse
orbiting and interwoven by speckles
that accompany me along the way.
Rotating planets foretell my fate
then tuck me away in a dream.
Inspiration returns and struts
alongside my rhythm and flow.
Cosmically lost...
and their glimmer in his galaxy.
Umbra, release me from the trauma
and deliver me into the light.
Purple ices over the midnight hues,
and the reflection adds the silver lining.
Hanging on to the edge of the sickled moon,
hoping to see far beyond the expanse
orbiting and interwoven by speckles
that accompany me along the way.
Rotating planets foretell my fate
then tuck me away in a dream.
Inspiration returns and struts
alongside my rhythm and flow.
Cosmically lost...
#happiness
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
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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
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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
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17 Comments
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
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17 Comments
[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
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And Finished - NaPoWriMo 30
Upon reaching journey's end,
no sense of exhaustion or over exertion,
instead
Mild surprise at the distance travelled
and creeping realisation that
the finish line has been reached
with no need
to keep the pace any longer,
with idle thoughts
of what to do next
at a more leisurely speed
but this time
without the need for marked progress.
no sense of exhaustion or over exertion,
instead
Mild surprise at the distance travelled
and creeping realisation that
the finish line has been reached
with no need
to keep the pace any longer,
with idle thoughts
of what to do next
at a more leisurely speed
but this time
without the need for marked progress.
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
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And Finished - NaPoWriMo 30
Upon reaching journey's end,
no sense of exhaustion or over exertion,
instead
Mild surprise at the distance travelled
and creeping realisation that
the finish line has been reached
with no need
to keep the pace any longer,
with idle thoughts
of what to do next
at a more leisurely speed
but this time
without the need for marked progress.
no sense of exhaustion or over exertion,
instead
Mild surprise at the distance travelled
and creeping realisation that
the finish line has been reached
with no need
to keep the pace any longer,
with idle thoughts
of what to do next
at a more leisurely speed
but this time
without the need for marked progress.
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
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In memoriam of Eerie
Some feelings give us the illusion
they will last forever the same.
It is a misleading conclusion
that you will always remain
present among us, online,
the NaPoWriMo supervising
adding abundant lines
of quality poetry and analyzing
in beautiful comments,
enriching the community,
your gifted moments
... seemed so immune to it.
Thank you for your heritage here.
The Deep Underground of Poetry.
Your trace cannot be repeated but shared
between us members, in your loving memory.
I wish I could...
they will last forever the same.
It is a misleading conclusion
that you will always remain
present among us, online,
the NaPoWriMo supervising
adding abundant lines
of quality poetry and analyzing
in beautiful comments,
enriching the community,
your gifted moments
... seemed so immune to it.
Thank you for your heritage here.
The Deep Underground of Poetry.
Your trace cannot be repeated but shared
between us members, in your loving memory.
I wish I could...
#death
#grief
#IMissYou
#memorial
#NaPoWriMo2024
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DU Poetry : Poems About Na Po Wri Mo 2024 Published by Members Recently Online