Poems About Self Discovery Published by Members Recently Online
#SelfDiscovery
Poems about self discovery published by members recently online.
Rew
Poem Published
18th Dec 2023 4:56pm
18th Dec 2023 4:56pm
My Junk Drawer.
What is in?
Bits of string, bottle tops, vinegar sprinkler,
(just the top not the whole bottle this slips
inside the next bottle if I've forgotten to get
one with a sprinkler, see?) I haven't the
patience to use a cruet set besides I use
my one egg cup for salt. & pepper comes
with a built in holed shaker/sprinkler top.
Sardine keys, corned beef key, ( these are slot
B thingies where tab A on the tin slips in then
you can kinda screw them open and not like keys...
Bits of string, bottle tops, vinegar sprinkler,
(just the top not the whole bottle this slips
inside the next bottle if I've forgotten to get
one with a sprinkler, see?) I haven't the
patience to use a cruet set besides I use
my one egg cup for salt. & pepper comes
with a built in holed shaker/sprinkler top.
Sardine keys, corned beef key, ( these are slot
B thingies where tab A on the tin slips in then
you can kinda screw them open and not like keys...
#prose
#SelfDiscovery
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adagio
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
Naked Swallows
Like naked Swallows
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
#nature
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
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adagio
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
Naked Swallows
Like naked Swallows
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
#nature
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
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2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
27th Jan 2023 2:50pm
Naked Swallows
Like naked Swallows
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
this is how I was born
leaves are our only cover
in the lemongrass
and no need for armor
abandoning the heirlooms
and the ignorance of man
now stripped of my veil
nothing else to reveal
for the love of you
and naked kisses
in the lemongrass
#nature
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
257 reads
2 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
7th May 2023 6:43pm
7th May 2023 6:43pm
I LOVE THE FEELING
I love the feeling
when, after peeling,
the cool air tenses
the bare skin's senses.
No embarrassment,
when others present
are doing the same,
regardless of frame.
In our birthday suits,
back to Eden roots
we are returning,
salving a yearning.
You become aware
less of being bare,
more 'being at one"
with sea, sky and sun.
It makes skinny dips
worth the two hour trips,
participating
so liberating.
Baptising in surf,
on face of the earth,
as the tide...
when, after peeling,
the cool air tenses
the bare skin's senses.
No embarrassment,
when others present
are doing the same,
regardless of frame.
In our birthday suits,
back to Eden roots
we are returning,
salving a yearning.
You become aware
less of being bare,
more 'being at one"
with sea, sky and sun.
It makes skinny dips
worth the two hour trips,
participating
so liberating.
Baptising in surf,
on face of the earth,
as the tide...
#beach
#rhyming
#SelfDiscovery
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Solomon_Song
Poem Published
7th May 2023 6:43pm
7th May 2023 6:43pm
I LOVE THE FEELING
I love the feeling
when, after peeling,
the cool air tenses
the bare skin's senses.
No embarrassment,
when others present
are doing the same,
regardless of frame.
In our birthday suits,
back to Eden roots
we are returning,
salving a yearning.
You become aware
less of being bare,
more 'being at one"
with sea, sky and sun.
It makes skinny dips
worth the two hour trips,
participating
so liberating.
Baptising in surf,
on face of the earth,
as the tide...
when, after peeling,
the cool air tenses
the bare skin's senses.
No embarrassment,
when others present
are doing the same,
regardless of frame.
In our birthday suits,
back to Eden roots
we are returning,
salving a yearning.
You become aware
less of being bare,
more 'being at one"
with sea, sky and sun.
It makes skinny dips
worth the two hour trips,
participating
so liberating.
Baptising in surf,
on face of the earth,
as the tide...
#beach
#rhyming
#SelfDiscovery
161 reads
9 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
7th May 2023 6:43pm
7th May 2023 6:43pm
I LOVE THE FEELING
I love the feeling
when, after peeling,
the cool air tenses
the bare skin's senses.
No embarrassment,
when others present
are doing the same,
regardless of frame.
In our birthday suits,
back to Eden roots
we are returning,
salving a yearning.
You become aware
less of being bare,
more 'being at one"
with sea, sky and sun.
It makes skinny dips
worth the two hour trips,
participating
so liberating.
Baptising in surf,
on face of the earth,
as the tide...
when, after peeling,
the cool air tenses
the bare skin's senses.
No embarrassment,
when others present
are doing the same,
regardless of frame.
In our birthday suits,
back to Eden roots
we are returning,
salving a yearning.
You become aware
less of being bare,
more 'being at one"
with sea, sky and sun.
It makes skinny dips
worth the two hour trips,
participating
so liberating.
Baptising in surf,
on face of the earth,
as the tide...
#beach
#rhyming
#SelfDiscovery
161 reads
9 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
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4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
62 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
62 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
9th Apr 2024 4:36am
Get Out Of My Way
Chances for success,
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
not gone.
Peace of mind, still achievable.
True love, still waiting in the wings.
What prevents these
heartfelt fantasies
from becoming
tangible realities?
Under whose thumb
am I opressed?
Someone who, ostensibly
knows me best.
One who constantly
pierces me
with arrows of insecurity.
Convinces me
that no one could
ever truly love me
with my life
in such a mess.
Tells me when
I see my reflection
that mirrors don't lie.
You'll never be
fit, or...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
62 reads
4 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
26th Oct 2021 1:09am
26th Oct 2021 1:09am
Demons
#love
#kindness
#peace #SelfDiscovery
#peace #SelfDiscovery
562 reads
2 Comments
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