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.
Inverted_poet29
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 7:14pm
7th Jan 2025 7:14pm
A Picture in Words
They say a picture’s worth a thousand tales,
But what if the brush in your hand fails?
If canvas stays blank, colors don’t appear,
Yet your mind holds visions, vivid and clear.
With words as your palette, you start to create,
Each phrase a stroke, shaping fate,
You paint with whispers, you draw with sound,
In the listener’s heart, your art is found.
A thousand words, they say, a picture might be,
But what if your words set the soul free?
Each sentence a color, each line a hue,
Crafting a masterpiece, unique...
But what if the brush in your hand fails?
If canvas stays blank, colors don’t appear,
Yet your mind holds visions, vivid and clear.
With words as your palette, you start to create,
Each phrase a stroke, shaping fate,
You paint with whispers, you draw with sound,
In the listener’s heart, your art is found.
A thousand words, they say, a picture might be,
But what if your words set the soul free?
Each sentence a color, each line a hue,
Crafting a masterpiece, unique...
#emotions
#happiness
#love
#passion
#WritingPoetry
52 reads
0 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 8:30pm
6th Jan 2025 8:30pm
Love of words
I love words
Taking pictures of moments.
Wearing up clothes of extraterrestrials.
And landing on earth.
Speaking a human psyche.
As the greatest mystery.
Travelling everyday with details i do not know why?
Where they come from?
Like why does he like shaped in apple breasts?
Or why do i get in heat by a man moaning?
Not adding or deleting a word.
Simple talk!
As she amused to her deepest attractions.
Speaking on the land of true,
Mysterious tale, earth
Taking pictures of moments.
Wearing up clothes of extraterrestrials.
And landing on earth.
Speaking a human psyche.
As the greatest mystery.
Travelling everyday with details i do not know why?
Where they come from?
Like why does he like shaped in apple breasts?
Or why do i get in heat by a man moaning?
Not adding or deleting a word.
Simple talk!
As she amused to her deepest attractions.
Speaking on the land of true,
Mysterious tale, earth
#WritingPoetry
87 reads
5 Comments
Daenerys_Targaryen
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 4:57pm
6th Jan 2025 4:57pm
Push and pull
#erotic
#lust
#porn
#sex
#WritingPoetry
368 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 11:23pm
5th Jan 2025 11:23pm
Undressing The Moon - with Lilliputian
Favoring the night with velvet notes
so tender in shades of neon lights
In sleepy times boozy cozy quotes
the woodwind blowing saxophone
As fingers play with skill bones
pinned to the hour's silhouette
a hot cool-breath ghosting
crazy-ass tempos undressing the moon
Humming to the twinkling stars
a smooth chant for the dancing shadows
interwoven with the touch of euphony
and harmonious, airborne tunes
Lost to the sweet nuzzles of the breeze
hushing the whispering disquiet
in an ephemeral night with...
so tender in shades of neon lights
In sleepy times boozy cozy quotes
the woodwind blowing saxophone
As fingers play with skill bones
pinned to the hour's silhouette
a hot cool-breath ghosting
crazy-ass tempos undressing the moon
Humming to the twinkling stars
a smooth chant for the dancing shadows
interwoven with the touch of euphony
and harmonious, airborne tunes
Lost to the sweet nuzzles of the breeze
hushing the whispering disquiet
in an ephemeral night with...
#collaboration
#WritingPoetry
115 reads
5 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 8:54am
5th Jan 2025 8:54am
Poets are all sadists masquerading as the avant-garde
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Writing of beauty
in the face of adversity
ethereal words
transcendental pain
How we overcome
the evil of others
baring our souls
naked and unafraid
Look at me
suffering for these words
on good days
writing of agony
On the bad days
reveling in the morass
of entropy
mining pain
conveying despondency
The thought
what a bunch of masochists
look deeper
sharing just enough
to elicit shattered hopes
often written in blood
...
Writing of beauty
in the face of adversity
ethereal words
transcendental pain
How we overcome
the evil of others
baring our souls
naked and unafraid
Look at me
suffering for these words
on good days
writing of agony
On the bad days
reveling in the morass
of entropy
mining pain
conveying despondency
The thought
what a bunch of masochists
look deeper
sharing just enough
to elicit shattered hopes
often written in blood
...
#WritingPoetry
68 reads
3 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 8:32pm
4th Jan 2025 8:32pm
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She walks in beauty, like the night
Lord Byron famously wrote
I think I've done much better
With this pen and paper note.
" In her eyes yet not one star she is the whole night sky"
Lord Byron famously wrote
I think I've done much better
With this pen and paper note.
" In her eyes yet not one star she is the whole night sky"
#WritingPoetry
78 reads
12 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 8:04pm
4th Jan 2025 8:04pm
Poetry
Once you get a taste of poetry,
It is as if it becomes what’s real.
And anything else,
Is a gap.
A dead waiting period,
Until the next fix.
It is as if it becomes what’s real.
And anything else,
Is a gap.
A dead waiting period,
Until the next fix.
#WritingPoetry
82 reads
11 Comments
Her
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 7:57am
4th Jan 2025 7:57am
Writing About Us
I dipped my fingers
Into the inkwell
Of my desire
And met you
Into the inkwell
Of my desire
And met you
#erotic
#passion
#seductive #WritingPoetry
#seductive #WritingPoetry
330 reads
18 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 12:19pm
3rd Jan 2025 12:19pm
I Nose My Prose!
Words flow from me
Like a runny nose
Fluid inspiration
Like nasal condensation
However: a blocked nose
Is no good for prose
It all goes skew-whiff
If you can't even sniff
And if one sneezes
Words flow quickly on the breezes
Scattered, wild, and untamed
Passions now contagious, and inflamed
I'll follow my instincts, and not my nose
Where this will take me, nobody knows
So i'll have a quick snifter, not a sniff
Liquid inspiration, as i fall off a cliff
My instincts proved, thus to be wrong ...
Like a runny nose
Fluid inspiration
Like nasal condensation
However: a blocked nose
Is no good for prose
It all goes skew-whiff
If you can't even sniff
And if one sneezes
Words flow quickly on the breezes
Scattered, wild, and untamed
Passions now contagious, and inflamed
I'll follow my instincts, and not my nose
Where this will take me, nobody knows
So i'll have a quick snifter, not a sniff
Liquid inspiration, as i fall off a cliff
My instincts proved, thus to be wrong ...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody
#satirical
#WritingPoetry
66 reads
0 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 3:21pm
2nd Jan 2025 3:21pm
Don't
Do not!
Do not!
Do not!
Do not touch the creation!
Do not!
Do not!
Do not touch the creation!
#love
#WritingPoetry
84 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 6:33pm
29th Dec 2024 6:33pm
Tattooed Words
Mercurial
ink
The
scribe
describes
the
scribbler
Squalls
amongst
the
scrawls
by Jemia
ink
The
scribe
describes
the
scribbler
Squalls
amongst
the
scrawls
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords #WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #WritingPoetry
35 reads
0 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 5:54pm
28th Dec 2024 5:54pm
Snapshot of the underground
So i am taking a snapshot of the underground.
Roots and leafs in the dark.
I cannot resist it!?
I like it dirty!
I like it raw!
Unconquered,
Virgin land with thoughts of wild,
With brown roots, thick stem and soil.
A place a human has never been.
Glowing under the marrow of life.
A second of late.
Everything will be gone.
I got to take the snapshot now!
Go deep into the unknown!
Turn on my torch and shed lights on reefs and threads.
All over vibrating, waking over my inspiration.
I want a memory!
A souvenir...
Roots and leafs in the dark.
I cannot resist it!?
I like it dirty!
I like it raw!
Unconquered,
Virgin land with thoughts of wild,
With brown roots, thick stem and soil.
A place a human has never been.
Glowing under the marrow of life.
A second of late.
Everything will be gone.
I got to take the snapshot now!
Go deep into the unknown!
Turn on my torch and shed lights on reefs and threads.
All over vibrating, waking over my inspiration.
I want a memory!
A souvenir...
#WritingPoetry
83 reads
2 Comments
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