Poems About Writing Poetry Seeking Friendly Advice
#WritingPoetry
Poems about writing poetry seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
DevilsChild
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 5:47am
18th Mar 2025 5:47am
Pissing on the Mona Lisa (Posted 4/4/2019)
the story starts with you typing away
pressing keys as the world sleeps
thinking this is it, the crème de la crème
can’t stop now, must finish
“you lov’d me with a kiss of ink”
spilling those feels that were building
the wonders and pains of love seep
scribing ways you wish to be touched
suddenly the wind blows differently
sending you off into a darker place
“emptiness can take many forms”
your love has reached it's end
writing though the break of dawn
“sun rises, shadows hide”
such a sight...
pressing keys as the world sleeps
thinking this is it, the crème de la crème
can’t stop now, must finish
“you lov’d me with a kiss of ink”
spilling those feels that were building
the wonders and pains of love seep
scribing ways you wish to be touched
suddenly the wind blows differently
sending you off into a darker place
“emptiness can take many forms”
your love has reached it's end
writing though the break of dawn
“sun rises, shadows hide”
such a sight...
#WritingPoetry
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2 Comments
Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 5:46pm
10th Mar 2025 5:46pm
March 10th Free write
There are two words,
That rise in mind.
One being burn and the other,
Consistently.
And from those two words,
Two worlds we’ll find.
Of,
Quite, different, kinds.
And all the while
Their and those respective scenes,
Lay joint as autumn is to spring,
By the overwintering thought,
Of,
What each means.
A deconstruction of repeated terms,
Held a flame on ice.
Of, or is it how,
That balance lasts?
The role and intrigue of unknown knowns,
Unfolds with a trust of life.
A trust,
That heals with its...
That rise in mind.
One being burn and the other,
Consistently.
And from those two words,
Two worlds we’ll find.
Of,
Quite, different, kinds.
And all the while
Their and those respective scenes,
Lay joint as autumn is to spring,
By the overwintering thought,
Of,
What each means.
A deconstruction of repeated terms,
Held a flame on ice.
Of, or is it how,
That balance lasts?
The role and intrigue of unknown knowns,
Unfolds with a trust of life.
A trust,
That heals with its...
#FreeVerse
#nature
#WritingPoetry
67 reads
1 Comment
Pishashee
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 7:47pm
8th Mar 2025 7:47pm
Born of the Paper
The Whispering Blossoms:
Ready for
Aesop's Approval(imagined)
I took a path that was staggered,
It was one of those paths
that no one knows
quite where it goes,
or just how long it mattered.
It smelled of jam
down in the brambles.
In an ancient hollow,
in a clearing,
there stood a mulberry tree.
It had a spicy story
to tell me.
It riddled & rattled
& as I listened
to its barking echo,
I ambled.
"In a...
Ready for
Aesop's Approval(imagined)
I took a path that was staggered,
It was one of those paths
that no one knows
quite where it goes,
or just how long it mattered.
It smelled of jam
down in the brambles.
In an ancient hollow,
in a clearing,
there stood a mulberry tree.
It had a spicy story
to tell me.
It riddled & rattled
& as I listened
to its barking echo,
I ambled.
"In a...
#forest
#trees
#WritingPoetry
115 reads
2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 3:09pm
28th Feb 2025 3:09pm
con-verse-ly complex
the waves of these waters cresting white
caught in the beauty of rising tide
cascade
we are more than our nocturnal wandering
more than our creaking bones
more than the blood singing through our veins
we are ancient new-borns
eyes barely open on a new day
new dawn
& we wander these moonlit paths
beasts seeking sanctuary
succor & tranquility
with thunder rumbling through our souls
lightning flaring from hungry tongues
calling through rivers & streams
kindred spirit beckoning home ...
caught in the beauty of rising tide
cascade
we are more than our nocturnal wandering
more than our creaking bones
more than the blood singing through our veins
we are ancient new-borns
eyes barely open on a new day
new dawn
& we wander these moonlit paths
beasts seeking sanctuary
succor & tranquility
with thunder rumbling through our souls
lightning flaring from hungry tongues
calling through rivers & streams
kindred spirit beckoning home ...
#gratitude
#inspirational
#MyInspiration
#passion
#WritingPoetry
192 reads
20 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 8:35pm
25th Feb 2025 8:35pm
Shattered Visions
Oh the Innocence
That laugh, that wild howling in the throat of the child,
Unseen fingers scramble for the last thread of light
Here, the angels are naked,
no wings to catch their fall.
The river splits,
splashes,
and chaos is born
from the lips of the unholy, the pure.
There be our Divinity
slips beneath the skin like rust on gold—
a fractured god,
broken in pieces,
spilled across the morning,
the moon forgets its name.
Prophecies?
Laughing in the dust,
twisted and torn,
a...
That laugh, that wild howling in the throat of the child,
Unseen fingers scramble for the last thread of light
Here, the angels are naked,
no wings to catch their fall.
The river splits,
splashes,
and chaos is born
from the lips of the unholy, the pure.
There be our Divinity
slips beneath the skin like rust on gold—
a fractured god,
broken in pieces,
spilled across the morning,
the moon forgets its name.
Prophecies?
Laughing in the dust,
twisted and torn,
a...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
62 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 2:04pm
24th Feb 2025 2:04pm
Getting Wet?
I'm chewing away
Like a ruminating cow
That hasn't been milked
For quite a while
A ponder in a pond
A fool in a pool
A commotion in the ocean
The luna in the sea!
A quiver in the river
A quake in a lake
What kind of poem is this?
For goodness sake!
by Jemia
Like a ruminating cow
That hasn't been milked
For quite a while
A ponder in a pond
A fool in a pool
A commotion in the ocean
The luna in the sea!
A quiver in the river
A quake in a lake
What kind of poem is this?
For goodness sake!
by Jemia
#funny
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#satirical
#WritingPoetry
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0 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 8:39pm
22nd Feb 2025 8:39pm
Poetry
Come and look at me
As I get high in poetry
Poetry.
As I get high in poetry
Poetry.
#WritingPoetry
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0 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 7:51pm
20th Feb 2025 7:51pm
Concepts
Sorry for the stark reality, but isn't the truth better?
I was watching some Merry Melodies a few days ago on YouTube—ever showing my ability to rise above and be the unstressed individual, escaping our world... today. I cringe at the reality...
Anyway, Porky Pig had a bakery and it was just lovely. Except, he was battling some pesky flies.
The flies, being a threat to his pristine cleanliness to the public; a public he will be selling his bakery goods to, therefore making him rich off the wonderful baked goods and money he rakes in.
And, so there...
I was watching some Merry Melodies a few days ago on YouTube—ever showing my ability to rise above and be the unstressed individual, escaping our world... today. I cringe at the reality...
Anyway, Porky Pig had a bakery and it was just lovely. Except, he was battling some pesky flies.
The flies, being a threat to his pristine cleanliness to the public; a public he will be selling his bakery goods to, therefore making him rich off the wonderful baked goods and money he rakes in.
And, so there...
#MyInspiration
#passion
#PowerOfWords #WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #WritingPoetry
115 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 7:38pm
18th Feb 2025 7:38pm
The Bookshop Poets
A whispering of my words
Amongst millions of others
Sat upon the bookshop shelves
Humbling, and profound
Sharing our words of poetry
With the ever silent audience
That never recipricated
Remaining as quiet as mice
I never saw the secrets
Contained within their covers
Whilst awaiting their 'dog-ears'
A multitude of printed words
The majority of which
I will likely never read
I wondered
What if all these words
From all the books
Within the confines
Of just this one bookshop
Should escape their...
Amongst millions of others
Sat upon the bookshop shelves
Humbling, and profound
Sharing our words of poetry
With the ever silent audience
That never recipricated
Remaining as quiet as mice
I never saw the secrets
Contained within their covers
Whilst awaiting their 'dog-ears'
A multitude of printed words
The majority of which
I will likely never read
I wondered
What if all these words
From all the books
Within the confines
Of just this one bookshop
Should escape their...
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
#WritingPoetry
65 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 1:13am
18th Feb 2025 1:13am
The World Has Gone Mad
They chatter and bicker, they shriek and they wail,
preach heaven through headlines, through panic for sale.
They conjure up villains, then rewrite the plot,
twist facts into fiction, then swear it’s not.
They march for their causes with signs in their hands,
then torch every city to make their demands.
They scream for their freedoms while begging for chains,
then ask why their suffering circles the drain.
They live in delusion, in comfort they choke,
addicted to outrage, enslaved to the joke.
They click and they swipe, they consume and...
preach heaven through headlines, through panic for sale.
They conjure up villains, then rewrite the plot,
twist facts into fiction, then swear it’s not.
They march for their causes with signs in their hands,
then torch every city to make their demands.
They scream for their freedoms while begging for chains,
then ask why their suffering circles the drain.
They live in delusion, in comfort they choke,
addicted to outrage, enslaved to the joke.
They click and they swipe, they consume and...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
120 reads
6 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 9:37pm
17th Feb 2025 9:37pm
Poetry
I’ve been wandering some time
Far from the words I’ve so often
Skimmed
And rarely truly delved in
My mind has been away
Out in Vietnamese rice paddies
On a grey and cloudy day
The smell of water and earth
Underfoot
And tangled up in
The greenery of flower
And tree
See,
My soul’s been dancing round
The Korean capital nightlife
Mesmerized by neon Hangul
And street hawkers,
Wondering at words
I barely comprehend
Even my own kitchen
Now lacks the dreamy smell
Of...
Far from the words I’ve so often
Skimmed
And rarely truly delved in
My mind has been away
Out in Vietnamese rice paddies
On a grey and cloudy day
The smell of water and earth
Underfoot
And tangled up in
The greenery of flower
And tree
See,
My soul’s been dancing round
The Korean capital nightlife
Mesmerized by neon Hangul
And street hawkers,
Wondering at words
I barely comprehend
Even my own kitchen
Now lacks the dreamy smell
Of...
#dreams
#hope
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
73 reads
1 Comment
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 3:24am
15th Feb 2025 3:24am
Elementary Love Poem
My love is as strong as a brick
I LIKE TO THROW IT AT PEOPLE!
- Vincent, 5th grade
I LIKE TO THROW IT AT PEOPLE!
- Vincent, 5th grade
#school
#WritingPoetry
173 reads
8 Comments
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