NoPoo Poems
#NoPoo
#NoPoo is a collective of Deep Underground poets taking on the challenge of writing a poem every day for a year. This is to honour the memory of one of our dearly departed members, Souladareatease. No rules, no right, no wrong! It’s all about the poetry.
... And Left Gasping
i forgot to breathe
your beauty sucked my air out
now i am breathless
your beauty sucked my air out
now i am breathless
#love
#senryu
#crush
#NoPoo
#UnrequitedLove
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Ed's bomb
I was warned beforehand
his hand had made something
with wires and batteries
it was on his table
could I go see
what I saw was a metaphor
with wires hanging out of it
though didn't want to doubt it
in front of him
his hand had made something
with wires and batteries
it was on his table
could I go see
what I saw was a metaphor
with wires hanging out of it
though didn't want to doubt it
in front of him
#NoPoo
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Tulips, the untold truth of it
for a minute
I could think of no-thing
on gods green earth
which had a worse existence
than the chicken
then thought of the tulip
at least the chicken
has a quick turn of death
But the tulip is grown,
then harvested screaming,
thrown into to a bundle
then shiped on life support
sold in the mart
put in a vase
because they look so
fkn beautiful
while they die in pain
I could think of no-thing
on gods green earth
which had a worse existence
than the chicken
then thought of the tulip
at least the chicken
has a quick turn of death
But the tulip is grown,
then harvested screaming,
thrown into to a bundle
then shiped on life support
sold in the mart
put in a vase
because they look so
fkn beautiful
while they die in pain
#NoPoo
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(Un)deniable
unrestrained lover
uncondionally burning
with an untamed heart
uncondionally burning
with an untamed heart
#love
#senryu
#sensual
#NoPoo
#admiration
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the simple life
The simple life
“I don’t know where to go if I win on
the lottery, but one thing is sure, I can afford to go there.”
He looked at his sentence; it didn’t sound the right way
the words were laboured it didn’t light up the paper
in an invitation to write more
Everything had been difficult lately; words slipped from
his mind before he could catch them.
Like finding your way to the railway station in an unknown
town a foggy day; when screams are muffled and no one
around except bewildered dogs.
He thought of the day when sitting on a...
“I don’t know where to go if I win on
the lottery, but one thing is sure, I can afford to go there.”
He looked at his sentence; it didn’t sound the right way
the words were laboured it didn’t light up the paper
in an invitation to write more
Everything had been difficult lately; words slipped from
his mind before he could catch them.
Like finding your way to the railway station in an unknown
town a foggy day; when screams are muffled and no one
around except bewildered dogs.
He thought of the day when sitting on a...
#WorldPoetryDay
#NoPoo
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40 days 40 nights -where's my promised land-
Bobby ain't
gonna cry for you, pal
never whined once
when I took him
from from his family
so don't let his tears
deter you
gonna cry for you, pal
never whined once
when I took him
from from his family
so don't let his tears
deter you
#NoPoo
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Beside myself
not sure I like
her taste in mirror
or the depth
of wound last time
she held it up
her taste in mirror
or the depth
of wound last time
she held it up
#NoPoo
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Christmas morning 2021
We gathered when the sun was still too weak to punch through the grey sky.
Her children, the three of them, fussed around flowers, straightened the poetry and trinkets then raked the blue pebbles level with their fingers so when the sun broke through they shone like a calm blue sea
then we stood around in silence, our heads down each of us wrapped in our memories.
I poured her a drink, sucked the life from my cigarette, then spoke of mine, they theirs
some of us laughed, some of us cried, then we looked down again and...
Her children, the three of them, fussed around flowers, straightened the poetry and trinkets then raked the blue pebbles level with their fingers so when the sun broke through they shone like a calm blue sea
then we stood around in silence, our heads down each of us wrapped in our memories.
I poured her a drink, sucked the life from my cigarette, then spoke of mine, they theirs
some of us laughed, some of us cried, then we looked down again and...
#NoPoo
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boldness in the hereafter
i.
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
the weight
left behind
was dense
almost sticky
as it hung in air
adhering him
everywhere
ii.
Freedom
is kaleidoscopic
i grow my power
stronger
bit by bit
reinforcing
consequences
of new choices
anytime
anyplace
with anyone
anywhere
reborn,
with that unrepentant
nature
i thought died
when he did.
iii.
Reaching out,
grasping
tightly
with both hands ...
#freedom
#escape
#SelfDiscovery
#separation
#NoPoo
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It's not you
I don't know if I want her heart any more
mine is still cold, and I'm sure
it should have warmed
by now
mine is still cold, and I'm sure
it should have warmed
by now
#NoPoo
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14 Comments
fairweather
in giving you... me
thought it meant something, in kind
such a fool am I
thought it meant something, in kind
such a fool am I
#disappointment
#hurt
#NoPoo
#sadness
#senryu
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Affirm(ative)
Filled with acceptance
leaving behind dissonance
a new love.....is born
.
.
.
Yesterday's ashes
become lessons hard learned
wise are the willing
.
.
.
Forgiveness heals deep
yet scars are indelible
keeping us honest
.
.
.
Found pride is magic
which I'll never feel bad for
... and neither will God
leaving behind dissonance
a new love.....is born
.
.
.
Yesterday's ashes
become lessons hard learned
wise are the willing
.
.
.
Forgiveness heals deep
yet scars are indelible
keeping us honest
.
.
.
Found pride is magic
which I'll never feel bad for
... and neither will God
#senryu
#SelfWorth
#NoPoo
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47 Comments
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