Poems about Writing Poetry
#WritingPoetry
Poems about writing poetry examine style, form, composition and language. Also, poetry about the writing process and what it means to write a poem.
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Dup Tribute
I don't fair well, with farewells; I feel like I'm prepping to read a eulogy; I owe a tribute to Dup-Deep Underground Poetry- where the people from different walks of life came to speak their peace....
I'll do you justice with this poem Dup- I'll try my best at least....
Day 1- all I remember is that an outlet is what I needed deeply; as any other relationship- there was that feeling out process- that had its bright spot moments and as well as -doubtful- if this were at all meant to be for me....
I can't recall how long it...
I'll do you justice with this poem Dup- I'll try my best at least....
Day 1- all I remember is that an outlet is what I needed deeply; as any other relationship- there was that feeling out process- that had its bright spot moments and as well as -doubtful- if this were at all meant to be for me....
I can't recall how long it...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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To the writers of Deep Underground Poetry
Often quietly lurking in the shadows
As thoughts flowed through our pens
Years spent sharing our our stories, and journeys
I'm proud to have called each of you my friend
I'm sad to hear of the sites ending in May
I'll sure miss all of you!
May we find a new landing place
I'm happy to have called the underground my home
And sad that it's time we all move along
I wish you all the greatest farewell
Never stop writing your master pieces
There are still stories you have to show and tell!
- your friend krissy! 🩷
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As thoughts flowed through our pens
Years spent sharing our our stories, and journeys
I'm proud to have called each of you my friend
I'm sad to hear of the sites ending in May
I'll sure miss all of you!
May we find a new landing place
I'm happy to have called the underground my home
And sad that it's time we all move along
I wish you all the greatest farewell
Never stop writing your master pieces
There are still stories you have to show and tell!
- your friend krissy! 🩷
...
#friendship
#WritingPoetry
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The Ass

#erotic
#lust
#sex
#women
#WritingPoetry
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The Body's Gone but the Beat Goes On!
Deep Underground is just a carapace,
a dusty husk that soon will be no more.
But what of that? The living heart, its core,
will beat on still and find another space
to animate, somewhere it can embrace,
where quick its rockingrolling rhymes will soar
when it comes dancing through an open door
and makes a home out of that foreign place.
The Spirit of Deep Underground can't die
as long as we keep writing out its heart.
We'll sadly smile and wave that last goodbye,
but know it's not an ending; it's a start!
The poetry's...
a dusty husk that soon will be no more.
But what of that? The living heart, its core,
will beat on still and find another space
to animate, somewhere it can embrace,
where quick its rockingrolling rhymes will soar
when it comes dancing through an open door
and makes a home out of that foreign place.
The Spirit of Deep Underground can't die
as long as we keep writing out its heart.
We'll sadly smile and wave that last goodbye,
but know it's not an ending; it's a start!
The poetry's...
#WritingPoetry
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WARNING DEPARTING POETS
For anyone considering joining Writers Cafe, be warned, good poets are leaving. There's a mentally ill woman/man who's been leaving terrible and convoluted messages on people's poems as comments for a while now and people are getting fed up. She/he goes under the name Jessy Jacob or Anti.
As many times as you block her, she'll come back under another account. It's unfortunate, but unlike this site that has a webmiss that cares, the owner on WC does not. He only considers ad revenue.
Below are just two examples of her many crazy comments.
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Sorry...
As many times as you block her, she'll come back under another account. It's unfortunate, but unlike this site that has a webmiss that cares, the owner on WC does not. He only considers ad revenue.
Below are just two examples of her many crazy comments.
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Sorry...
#WritingPoetry
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Sixty two years ago
At the height of the colonial crisis
there are broken lands under lethal tension.
Political instability, endless conflicts.
Nations in turmoil, seek what is to come.
Organizations rise up as a voice of reason...
Fragile hope in a divided world.
While openness germinates on the streets,
promises of change in an era that is ending.
Cinemas project stories, realities flow,
dictators build worlds that set us on fire.
Films delve into their dark shadows,
in logical expressionism the aesthetics nestle.
Soft focus on...
there are broken lands under lethal tension.
Political instability, endless conflicts.
Nations in turmoil, seek what is to come.
Organizations rise up as a voice of reason...
Fragile hope in a divided world.
While openness germinates on the streets,
promises of change in an era that is ending.
Cinemas project stories, realities flow,
dictators build worlds that set us on fire.
Films delve into their dark shadows,
in logical expressionism the aesthetics nestle.
Soft focus on...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#historical
#MovingOn
#nonfiction
#WritingPoetry
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DUP is CLOSING
I got the news that DEEP UNDERGROUND POETRY is closing the site 12 May 2025!
Peace & love to all the poets.
Thanks for reading my poems and giving feedback.
Keep writing.
I will probably not move to another site.
Maybe this tragic event will inspire me to finally publish a book of my poetry.
I will miss this site very much.
Seed
Peace & love to all the poets.
Thanks for reading my poems and giving feedback.
Keep writing.
I will probably not move to another site.
Maybe this tragic event will inspire me to finally publish a book of my poetry.
I will miss this site very much.
Seed
#heartbroken
#WritingPoetry
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Angel Friend
He watches them from the boundless skies,
a guardian boy with wings of endless light.
His heart beats steady with a gentle care,
each friend he treasures like a shining star.
Through every shadow, he protects their path
and whispers hope to ease the storm's cold tears.
The winds may howl and night may spill its tears,
but still, he flies above the darkened skies.
No fear can falter him along their path.
For in his chest burns courage strong and light.
Each soul he shields, protecting every star,
their laughter fills his...
a guardian boy with wings of endless light.
His heart beats steady with a gentle care,
each friend he treasures like a shining star.
Through every shadow, he protects their path
and whispers hope to ease the storm's cold tears.
The winds may howl and night may spill its tears,
but still, he flies above the darkened skies.
No fear can falter him along their path.
For in his chest burns courage strong and light.
Each soul he shields, protecting every star,
their laughter fills his...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#WritingPoetry
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Where do we go from here?
and where do we go from here?
How do we live past the drought?
Will we be able to forgive or forget?
When the light is about to give out
How will we rise after the fall?
Can we spring back on our feet?
Will summer be a distant memory
When winter slows the heartbeat
Will time heal those old wounds?
As tired eyes lose sight but gain vision
Will we grieve for those wasted days?
For naïve youth and mere indecisions
Will we still be able to hear the music?
Just as we did “back in the day”
If we don’t know where...
How do we live past the drought?
Will we be able to forgive or forget?
When the light is about to give out
How will we rise after the fall?
Can we spring back on our feet?
Will summer be a distant memory
When winter slows the heartbeat
Will time heal those old wounds?
As tired eyes lose sight but gain vision
Will we grieve for those wasted days?
For naïve youth and mere indecisions
Will we still be able to hear the music?
Just as we did “back in the day”
If we don’t know where...
#aging
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#nostalgia #WritingPoetry
#nostalgia #WritingPoetry
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bcpoetry.ca
to anyone interested
my poetry will go on
bcpoetry.ca is
where it will come from
my poetry will go on
bcpoetry.ca is
where it will come from
#WritingPoetry
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A Road of Metaphors
My poetry has been a disguise of phantoms and recollections,
Fantasies fused with realities and some differences I can’t tell,
They’ve been obscure secrets escaped through innuendos,
Implicitly in coded language loaded with ghostly bombshells.
And some never went off…
It’s been a road of metaphors filled with similes and analogies,
Allusions to the illusions of the near madness that I bore,
Allegories of the freed confined mind resigned to stay silent,
Yet a little bit of it bled through the wounds and on to the floor.
They’ve...
Fantasies fused with realities and some differences I can’t tell,
They’ve been obscure secrets escaped through innuendos,
Implicitly in coded language loaded with ghostly bombshells.
And some never went off…
It’s been a road of metaphors filled with similes and analogies,
Allusions to the illusions of the near madness that I bore,
Allegories of the freed confined mind resigned to stay silent,
Yet a little bit of it bled through the wounds and on to the floor.
They’ve...
#hope
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
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4 Comments
Success Failure Squeaky Door
Fixed a squeaky door
WD40
Expect the squeak anyway
Somewhat disappointed
Success
Failure too
WD40
Expect the squeak anyway
Somewhat disappointed
Success
Failure too
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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22 Comments
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