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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SHAME
Shame on you sir for all you've done
The lies you tell to feed you're plan
Shame on you ma'am for all you've seen
And turned away and hide from sin
Shame on you little one for all you've endured
Hardships you felt yet still you bowed
Shame on us all for we've strayed
If unity exists, then we shall be saved.
The lies you tell to feed you're plan
Shame on you ma'am for all you've seen
And turned away and hide from sin
Shame on you little one for all you've endured
Hardships you felt yet still you bowed
Shame on us all for we've strayed
If unity exists, then we shall be saved.
#anger
#CallToAction
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A Voice Writing our Story
There's a kinetic energy
Between lovers
It's unspoken
It floats in aura
Supreme and unflinching
Bold but telling
There are things
I want to say them to you
But can't, so I write these poems
I'm around you on every corner
In your rear view mirror
A voice writing our story
Between lovers
It's unspoken
It floats in aura
Supreme and unflinching
Bold but telling
There are things
I want to say them to you
But can't, so I write these poems
I'm around you on every corner
In your rear view mirror
A voice writing our story
#relationships
#confessional
#lover
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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You're an Asshole, but...
I have it still
the poem you wrote for me
in your heavy scrawl
about the polish in my poetry
the way you want to stroke
my metaphors
And I stare at it sometimes
wonder if you remember why
it was written
or understand the importance
of each little cross out
and correction
That in this digital world
of easy edits and erased mistakes
you held us in your hands
stains on paper
and we became the poem
the poem you wrote for me
in your heavy scrawl
about the polish in my poetry
the way you want to stroke
my metaphors
And I stare at it sometimes
wonder if you remember why
it was written
or understand the importance
of each little cross out
and correction
That in this digital world
of easy edits and erased mistakes
you held us in your hands
stains on paper
and we became the poem
#love
#WritingPoetry
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Music helps me write
Music is the antidote
To lifes poison
A symphony of sound
Drowning out
The world around
A cascade of emotion
Filters through to my pen
Like a gateway To my soul
Thought becomes rythmik
As I write to the music
An orchestra of inspiration
Must get it down before I lose it
Guitar strings pluck desires
Similes transpire
Musical notes appear
Becoming Metaphorical wires
Sound waves vibration
Ink filled dedication
Creating a sensation
Lyrical alliteration
...
To lifes poison
A symphony of sound
Drowning out
The world around
A cascade of emotion
Filters through to my pen
Like a gateway To my soul
Thought becomes rythmik
As I write to the music
An orchestra of inspiration
Must get it down before I lose it
Guitar strings pluck desires
Similes transpire
Musical notes appear
Becoming Metaphorical wires
Sound waves vibration
Ink filled dedication
Creating a sensation
Lyrical alliteration
...
#music
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #passion
#WritingPoetry #passion
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I don't write poems (with Reading)
I don't write poetry ...
They spell Me,
They lead me to themselves,
They are my teachers ...
Obediently lying down under my mind,
They carry words from somewhere ...
And I take off like a bird every time,
not afraid to fall. ..
Listening to the azure silence,
I lose myself somewhere in it
And I find in myself
That heaven or hell which lay in my soul,
That gave itself to me
And gave those words -
They are like raindrops
From the heart falling on the leaf.,.
Drawing the world,
Love and hate, darkness and...
They spell Me,
They lead me to themselves,
They are my teachers ...
Obediently lying down under my mind,
They carry words from somewhere ...
And I take off like a bird every time,
not afraid to fall. ..
Listening to the azure silence,
I lose myself somewhere in it
And I find in myself
That heaven or hell which lay in my soul,
That gave itself to me
And gave those words -
They are like raindrops
From the heart falling on the leaf.,.
Drawing the world,
Love and hate, darkness and...
#WritingPoetry
#support
#admiration
#respect
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Thinking ahead
I am writing a first draft
And simply reminding Myself
that I am collecting lyrics
So later
I can make
Music... .
And simply reminding Myself
that I am collecting lyrics
So later
I can make
Music... .
#music
#lyrics
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#art
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fandangoing with the wind
it took two days
to pack you into
her last breath
to pin you down
consume your lie
to find your truth
what you wasted
is a burnt-out-star
those lips
simply molecules
impersonating thought
her alibi
slipping off the seconds
the portal closing
its gaping jaw
your bellyful
of crackpot fantasies
swallowed up
with mourning's aftertaste
death-watch testimonies
crawl from mouth
to fisted hands
losing control
over something
that no longer...
to pack you into
her last breath
to pin you down
consume your lie
to find your truth
what you wasted
is a burnt-out-star
those lips
simply molecules
impersonating thought
her alibi
slipping off the seconds
the portal closing
its gaping jaw
your bellyful
of crackpot fantasies
swallowed up
with mourning's aftertaste
death-watch testimonies
crawl from mouth
to fisted hands
losing control
over something
that no longer...
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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obscure insecure allure
You make a compelling simulacra,
the foolish drool, your ego grools;
the words you shit together,
my god I need a breather!
the foolish drool, your ego grools;
the words you shit together,
my god I need a breather!
#hate
#WritingPoetry
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I AM GRATEFUL FOR THE LOVE
Here I am still standing and dealing with cancer, yet I refuse to accept the fact life is over. As I continue fighting for what I believe within my subconsciousnesses of my thoughts, and emotions and feelings and dreams. That life is over for me because of this disease, called CANCER that has been ripping through my mind and body and soul. For it has been a journey I will never forget, as I watch my family and friends and wife and daughter. Suffer along side of me as I go, through the process of cancer treatment. So I can relate to this piece of awakening as I hear of others within this...
#strength
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
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It's Hard to Be a Poet
It's like toiling with an axe through thick brush
in search of a path you know is beneath.
Though your tools are inadaquate, weak or wrong
the machinery inside is willing, and strong.
So many words, yet the right ones - ellusive.
Writing is never finished, it's abandoned.
in search of a path you know is beneath.
Though your tools are inadaquate, weak or wrong
the machinery inside is willing, and strong.
So many words, yet the right ones - ellusive.
Writing is never finished, it's abandoned.
#WritingPoetry
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bleeding out
everyone doesn't want center stage, or yearns to "thoroughly explore" what this realm has "in store"; though every now and then-everyone needs the "floor"(canvas)to bleed on the page some more-
like portraits in art galleries; and its distinguishing cups of teas....my personal choice nowadays would always be with at least a double shot of whiskey
just maybe someone else feels and sees when, how, and why one bleeds, and catches it like buckets for "ceiling leaks"; ...
like portraits in art galleries; and its distinguishing cups of teas....my personal choice nowadays would always be with at least a double shot of whiskey
just maybe someone else feels and sees when, how, and why one bleeds, and catches it like buckets for "ceiling leaks"; ...
#MentalHealth
#WritingPoetry
#escape #FeelingTrapped
#escape #FeelingTrapped
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Why Joseph Doesn't Write Arthurania
Where are your lilting words
set out within compelling verse
so literate and grammar graced
they’d teach me through example how
to bring alive before a reader’s eyes
the gloried acts of chivalry,
that were the essence of
the “one brief shining moment”
forged by the bearer of Excalibur
until the savaged darkness fell
because of Medraut’s treachery
and Guinevere's adultery
upon the time in Albion
that’s known to all as Arthur’s age
They are not anywhere
upon a page
or on a screen
no doubt because ...
set out within compelling verse
so literate and grammar graced
they’d teach me through example how
to bring alive before a reader’s eyes
the gloried acts of chivalry,
that were the essence of
the “one brief shining moment”
forged by the bearer of Excalibur
until the savaged darkness fell
because of Medraut’s treachery
and Guinevere's adultery
upon the time in Albion
that’s known to all as Arthur’s age
They are not anywhere
upon a page
or on a screen
no doubt because ...
#WritingPoetry
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