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.
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:56pm
Yesterday 3:56pm
REFLECTING POOL
I am poetry”
We realize
Looking into the mirror
Of each other
We realize
Looking into the mirror
Of each other
#WritingPoetry
17 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:48pm
Yesterday 3:48pm
My Empty House
Saddle sore from riding the dark, but the laggards fall in my dust. As the anvil strikes my gothic inkwell of the friar's pen. But there is no one here but the dark and the moon's monkeyshines knocking at my door. But the dark is no stranger when caressing its shadow. When silently it wheezes as if death looking over my shoulder into my empty house as Mirriam - Webster's ghost. Eying my glossary and pulling at my chains of a wayfarer host.
#ghosts
#WritingPoetry
#philosophical
25 reads
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:30pm
Yesterday 2:30pm
Everyday Portraits
You write poems
I send you images
My poems are not poems
They're narratives
Lives that might have been lived
Fantasies
Everyday portraits
City Life
I send you images
My poems are not poems
They're narratives
Lives that might have been lived
Fantasies
Everyday portraits
City Life
#WritingPoetry
#art
26 reads
14 Comments
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:15am
Yesterday 10:15am
I think you’ll find I am not a spill, Sir
Listen
I’m over the ‘s’ word
implying only
that these lines
were accidents
that this poem flowed
with purpose and grace,
filtering itself until pure
there’s no river here;
not even a damn pond
I don’t pour majestically
from babbling brooks of dreams,
paddling half-heartedly
in the shallow pools of cynicism
neither should I be compared
to dry rice
milk
a loose shit
on the way out—
I want my words
to strike the Earth
like a wet lamb ...
I’m over the ‘s’ word
implying only
that these lines
were accidents
that this poem flowed
with purpose and grace,
filtering itself until pure
there’s no river here;
not even a damn pond
I don’t pour majestically
from babbling brooks of dreams,
paddling half-heartedly
in the shallow pools of cynicism
neither should I be compared
to dry rice
milk
a loose shit
on the way out—
I want my words
to strike the Earth
like a wet lamb ...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#frustration
#WritingPoetry
44 reads
13 Comments
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:20am
Yesterday 5:20am
"Straight Speak" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 18/1/2021
Now This Poetic Piece ...
Is One That Simply ...
Reveals My Belief ...
That We .....
Need More Straight Speak ...
... In Today’s Artistry ... !!!
Of Course Variety’s ...
A Part of Poetry ...
As It Really Should Be ...
In The Things That We See ...
But I Really Do Think ...
That Denial of This ...
Is A BIG TRAVESTY ... !!!
The Use of Lyrics ...
To Express Through ...
... Straight Speak ...
Cos To Deny It Just WREAKS ...
of Not Keeping Things REAL ... !!!
...
Is One That Simply ...
Reveals My Belief ...
That We .....
Need More Straight Speak ...
... In Today’s Artistry ... !!!
Of Course Variety’s ...
A Part of Poetry ...
As It Really Should Be ...
In The Things That We See ...
But I Really Do Think ...
That Denial of This ...
Is A BIG TRAVESTY ... !!!
The Use of Lyrics ...
To Express Through ...
... Straight Speak ...
Cos To Deny It Just WREAKS ...
of Not Keeping Things REAL ... !!!
...
#honesty
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#denial
#philosophical
12 reads
2 Comments
Lazy_Dead
.Julia.
.Julia.
Poem Published
19th Jan 2021 5:41pm
19th Jan 2021 5:41pm
To Poetry and Beyond
I could string precise words together to tell a story or make lines look neat and pretty
I can take you from the thoughts in your mind to another location within mine
I can draw a line in ink for you to follow with ease
I can piece together a profound poignant vocabulary to create a bright mosaic of sound
Or I could rhyme to the rhythm of your heart with art to impart
I can present life lessons or simple truths as tiny wrapped gifts to share
I have the ability to maintain your attention for a literary mile and make it worthwhile
But alas, none of these...
I can take you from the thoughts in your mind to another location within mine
I can draw a line in ink for you to follow with ease
I can piece together a profound poignant vocabulary to create a bright mosaic of sound
Or I could rhyme to the rhythm of your heart with art to impart
I can present life lessons or simple truths as tiny wrapped gifts to share
I have the ability to maintain your attention for a literary mile and make it worthwhile
But alas, none of these...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
36 reads
14 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
19th Jan 2021 11:07am
19th Jan 2021 11:07am
Hot Head
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#dirty
31 reads
2 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
18th Jan 2021 8:39pm
18th Jan 2021 8:39pm
Book Of Rhymes 2
I'm a man that can stand on his own two feet
I'm a humble empath but I'm far from sweet
I've accomplished feats that I didn't think I could
Survived more storms than I thought I would
Stood on my square; remaining firmly there
Trials & tribulations have caused gray hair
Life ain't fair nor a crystal stair for many
Trying to evade negative energy
Could lead symphonies of tiny violins
Won't do it because the struggle never ends
They're appended to this thing that we call life
Only the strong survive; enduring...
I'm a humble empath but I'm far from sweet
I've accomplished feats that I didn't think I could
Survived more storms than I thought I would
Stood on my square; remaining firmly there
Trials & tribulations have caused gray hair
Life ain't fair nor a crystal stair for many
Trying to evade negative energy
Could lead symphonies of tiny violins
Won't do it because the struggle never ends
They're appended to this thing that we call life
Only the strong survive; enduring...
#strength
#LifeStruggles
#WritingPoetry
26 reads
6 Comments
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
18th Jan 2021 2:25am
18th Jan 2021 2:25am
“Lyrical” ... A Poem written By Big Virge 11/8/2020
So It’s Pretty CLEAR That I ...
Am A LYRICAL Guy ... !!!
Because My Rhyme Style DEFINES ... !!!
Poetic Designs That Are BRIGHT Light SUNSHINE ...
Or The ... SHARPEST of Minds ... !!!
Because They Fly HIGH ...
Like Eagles In The Sky ... !!!
That Show Graceful Arrays ...
of ... Wordplay Displays ...
That Amaze Like USAIN ... !!!
Because of The Ways ...
They Run When My Brain ...
EXPLODES With Word Drops ...
That Are Hotter Than HOT ... !!!!!
That Maintain Lyricism ...
That’s Thoughtfully Written...
Am A LYRICAL Guy ... !!!
Because My Rhyme Style DEFINES ... !!!
Poetic Designs That Are BRIGHT Light SUNSHINE ...
Or The ... SHARPEST of Minds ... !!!
Because They Fly HIGH ...
Like Eagles In The Sky ... !!!
That Show Graceful Arrays ...
of ... Wordplay Displays ...
That Amaze Like USAIN ... !!!
Because of The Ways ...
They Run When My Brain ...
EXPLODES With Word Drops ...
That Are Hotter Than HOT ... !!!!!
That Maintain Lyricism ...
That’s Thoughtfully Written...
#rhyming
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#art
21 reads
0 Comments
WTF_D
Poem Published
18th Jan 2021 00:56am
18th Jan 2021 00:56am
8's
I'm beginning my days
Half asleep
Somewhere down deep
But not trapped in a daze
Oh no I gaze
So slow
into the minds game
No guilt no pain
No more hopes
The last of joys withered blades
I turn to face what's left
Watch as I fade away
Sacred I stare into abyss
It felt as if I wasn't missed
But passion I swear happens
Said I was locked in a kiss
And my spirit flies
Between time with angled eyes
And I meet the world at my grave
While here and well
in my comfy comforter...
Half asleep
Somewhere down deep
But not trapped in a daze
Oh no I gaze
So slow
into the minds game
No guilt no pain
No more hopes
The last of joys withered blades
I turn to face what's left
Watch as I fade away
Sacred I stare into abyss
It felt as if I wasn't missed
But passion I swear happens
Said I was locked in a kiss
And my spirit flies
Between time with angled eyes
And I meet the world at my grave
While here and well
in my comfy comforter...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
12 reads
0 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
17th Jan 2021 10:32pm
17th Jan 2021 10:32pm
POOLSIDE APOCALYPTO (8-29-2010, 2:00pm, Palm Springs, California)
what more to do
with words
seems little point
to even ponder
now
let go
somehow
the old familiar
inner call
i sense
feel and hear
still alive
still astir inside
alert within
this temporal mask
of outer shell
i only think
i am
wherein resides
the deeper truth
of spirit
guided being
now triggered
here again
within the subtle
whispering song
of early falls
cool desert breeze
rushing through
these slithering tongues
of...
with words
seems little point
to even ponder
now
let go
somehow
the old familiar
inner call
i sense
feel and hear
still alive
still astir inside
alert within
this temporal mask
of outer shell
i only think
i am
wherein resides
the deeper truth
of spirit
guided being
now triggered
here again
within the subtle
whispering song
of early falls
cool desert breeze
rushing through
these slithering tongues
of...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#reading
10 reads
0 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
17th Jan 2021 9:33pm
17th Jan 2021 9:33pm
SILENT SCREAMING (4-18-1990, North Park, San Diego, California)
without a car
i drive
that stretch
of my twisted
imagination
to a place
just far enough
away
where i
can see
more clearly
the nightmare
edges
of my lifes
unfulfilled
unrequited
incomplete
broken dreams
as i park
my grievous hearts
dying embers
in the darkness
right next to
this smoldering
ghost heap
of all my
lingering
vanquished hopes
its flickering
sparks
so dim now
yet still
they haunt
my way enough
that no one
other...
i drive
that stretch
of my twisted
imagination
to a place
just far enough
away
where i
can see
more clearly
the nightmare
edges
of my lifes
unfulfilled
unrequited
incomplete
broken dreams
as i park
my grievous hearts
dying embers
in the darkness
right next to
this smoldering
ghost heap
of all my
lingering
vanquished hopes
its flickering
sparks
so dim now
yet still
they haunt
my way enough
that no one
other...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
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