Poems About Writing Poetry Seeking Honest Critique
#WritingPoetry
Poems about writing poetry seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
March 21st World Poetry Day
a world day of what?
OF POETRY!
with or without rhyme,
the one that doesn't put beans
in the pot or paint the landscape,
that invades our window, pink.
IS IT BEAUTIFUL?
IT'S BEAUTIFUL!
Poetry is every day
Poetry is every day
Poetry is washing your feet in a basin
poetry is forgetting words
tilling the ground
and turning over the roots
poetry is drawing happy faces
Is that too much?
IT'S TOO LITTLE!
very little, very little
POETRY is always...
OF POETRY!
with or without rhyme,
the one that doesn't put beans
in the pot or paint the landscape,
that invades our window, pink.
IS IT BEAUTIFUL?
IT'S BEAUTIFUL!
Poetry is every day
Poetry is every day
Poetry is washing your feet in a basin
poetry is forgetting words
tilling the ground
and turning over the roots
poetry is drawing happy faces
Is that too much?
IT'S TOO LITTLE!
very little, very little
POETRY is always...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#mirror
#WritingPoetry
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What a time it was
hours were longer back then
jam packed with laughter
dark was as easy as light
non threatening
innocent
every bend found new adventures
we pulled back the long grass
run as fast as we could
until our breath caught hard
hair knotted with Daisies
dirty knees and rolling thunder
a jar full of life
the lid was to keep you safe
so we could get you home
chasing the rain ahead
catching drops In open
mouths and skyward eyes
how the world looked so different
magic was real
fairies...
jam packed with laughter
dark was as easy as light
non threatening
innocent
every bend found new adventures
we pulled back the long grass
run as fast as we could
until our breath caught hard
hair knotted with Daisies
dirty knees and rolling thunder
a jar full of life
the lid was to keep you safe
so we could get you home
chasing the rain ahead
catching drops In open
mouths and skyward eyes
how the world looked so different
magic was real
fairies...
#WritingPoetry
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8 Comments
Just Keep...
Just keep swimming
The water is deep or else you may sink to the bottom
Life is meant to be a never ending lesson so you better
Put those skills to good use so show them if you got ‘em
Just keep swinging
You’ll have to fight for what you earnestly believe
Learn to pivot and move like you have a smooth groove
Have your wits about you so that you'll never be as naïve
Just keep trotting
This journey is a grueling marathon and not a sprint
From time to time you’ll have to dash with fierce urgency
But in the long run your craft...
The water is deep or else you may sink to the bottom
Life is meant to be a never ending lesson so you better
Put those skills to good use so show them if you got ‘em
Just keep swinging
You’ll have to fight for what you earnestly believe
Learn to pivot and move like you have a smooth groove
Have your wits about you so that you'll never be as naïve
Just keep trotting
This journey is a grueling marathon and not a sprint
From time to time you’ll have to dash with fierce urgency
But in the long run your craft...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#universe
#WritingPoetry
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6 Comments
Come and Join the Fun
Come and join the fun (or torture) if you dare
Writing thirty poems in thirty days
It's a creative journey so writer beware
This craze can leave you in a daze
And if you don't think you can do it then let me just share
After this challenge you might lose your hair
Writing thirty poems in thirty days
It's a creative journey so writer beware
This craze can leave you in a daze
And if you don't think you can do it then let me just share
After this challenge you might lose your hair
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
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4 Comments
Bright darkness
Under the dark heat
I dissolve into particles
lost in eternal fatigue.
I am ashes, I am shadow,
I am space fused with the sun
in a steel bond.
Time drags on with
a cruel weight,
I am an echo that screams
in the emptiness of the sky.
Every atom trembles, begs,
breaks, in the solar substance,
I am the work of Death.
The brightness in me,
devours what I am,
an eternal fragment
that never ceases.
In the dance of fire,
I find the abyss,
of being forgotten,
of being a...
I dissolve into particles
lost in eternal fatigue.
I am ashes, I am shadow,
I am space fused with the sun
in a steel bond.
Time drags on with
a cruel weight,
I am an echo that screams
in the emptiness of the sky.
Every atom trembles, begs,
breaks, in the solar substance,
I am the work of Death.
The brightness in me,
devours what I am,
an eternal fragment
that never ceases.
In the dance of fire,
I find the abyss,
of being forgotten,
of being a...
#dark
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#WritingPoetry
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9 Comments
(drumstick)
Dear diary
yesterday
I killed somebody
who was allergic to dairy
gave him eggs
gave him milk
dressed him in silk
now he is laying
swimming in his own filth
so classic
so well dressed
with his solid pretty face
so placid
so static
so not symptomatic
sumptuous taste
of flower petals
red wine
and shilling wind
licking the back
of my left leg.
yesterday
I killed somebody
who was allergic to dairy
gave him eggs
gave him milk
dressed him in silk
now he is laying
swimming in his own filth
so classic
so well dressed
with his solid pretty face
so placid
so static
so not symptomatic
sumptuous taste
of flower petals
red wine
and shilling wind
licking the back
of my left leg.
#WritingPoetry
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5 Comments
Intimate Colors of the Universe
The colors of intimacy
Much to explore.
Gentleness and broken glass
Sweet touch and raw sensation
We are a color that hasn't been invented
Never seen by the universe
But we exist
And we shine…
Much to explore.
Gentleness and broken glass
Sweet touch and raw sensation
We are a color that hasn't been invented
Never seen by the universe
But we exist
And we shine…
#erotic
#love
#lover
#seductive
#WritingPoetry
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25 Comments
SCANDALOUS: Petty Betty (Episode 3)
PETTY BETTY
CRIES and WHINES,
in a WHIRLWIND
can't get by
Not so HAPPY,
skies are GRAY,
ENRAGED she
can't get her way.
MEAN, and TEMPERED,
FRUSTRATED,
on the edge of
IRRITATED
NOT OUR FAULT,
THAT YOU'RE ANNOYED,
When we see you,
We AVOID,
HAVING NEGATIVE
things to SAY,
You and your ISH can
GO AWAY!!!
Doing PETTY THINGS,
makes YOU FEEL GOOD!!!
Messing stuff up
AS IF YOU WOULD!!!!
PETTY BETTY LIKES
TO PLAY,
PETTY BETTY WILL
LEARN ONE DAY!!!!
...
CRIES and WHINES,
in a WHIRLWIND
can't get by
Not so HAPPY,
skies are GRAY,
ENRAGED she
can't get her way.
MEAN, and TEMPERED,
FRUSTRATED,
on the edge of
IRRITATED
NOT OUR FAULT,
THAT YOU'RE ANNOYED,
When we see you,
We AVOID,
HAVING NEGATIVE
things to SAY,
You and your ISH can
GO AWAY!!!
Doing PETTY THINGS,
makes YOU FEEL GOOD!!!
Messing stuff up
AS IF YOU WOULD!!!!
PETTY BETTY LIKES
TO PLAY,
PETTY BETTY WILL
LEARN ONE DAY!!!!
...
#fiction
#ShortStory
#WritingPoetry
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Rite of Return
The sun bows slowly, mourning the lost son,
a candle flickers—one last breath,
whispered through a temple of fallen dust,
where the wind kneels—where silence feels like comfort,
cut from the cloth of the wordless sky. Here we stand.
A hand traces the names on ancient stone,
a name once worn, now barely warn.
The years have left their weight, as there they wait,
each carefully carved letter like a jagged might,
though the body’s gone, the soul’s still sight.
She told him once: "Sow your steps where light still sews,
pare...
a candle flickers—one last breath,
whispered through a temple of fallen dust,
where the wind kneels—where silence feels like comfort,
cut from the cloth of the wordless sky. Here we stand.
A hand traces the names on ancient stone,
a name once worn, now barely warn.
The years have left their weight, as there they wait,
each carefully carved letter like a jagged might,
though the body’s gone, the soul’s still sight.
She told him once: "Sow your steps where light still sews,
pare...
#grief
#inspirational
#rebirth #WritingPoetry
#rebirth #WritingPoetry
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Ogmore
leaving her alone
to contemplate time
measuring the distance between
Witches point and sea-glass
waiting to be found
to contemplate time
measuring the distance between
Witches point and sea-glass
waiting to be found
#WritingPoetry
214 reads
8 Comments
Secret Motivation
Just know that I thrived to make you smile
And that I also I strived to make your laugh
Because I cried too with you in your grief
Even if my tears didn’t bring you any relief
But it was my belief that in sharing these emotions
I would kind of move you in some type of way
Even if I was a faceless stranger in the distance
We’d bond like little innocent children at play
Perhaps it was the silly rhymes I’d add in lines
To make you awe in wonder, ponder and think
So if you drink the ink to open up your mind’s eye
You...
And that I also I strived to make your laugh
Because I cried too with you in your grief
Even if my tears didn’t bring you any relief
But it was my belief that in sharing these emotions
I would kind of move you in some type of way
Even if I was a faceless stranger in the distance
We’d bond like little innocent children at play
Perhaps it was the silly rhymes I’d add in lines
To make you awe in wonder, ponder and think
So if you drink the ink to open up your mind’s eye
You...
#courage
#inspirational
#motivational #WritingPoetry
#motivational #WritingPoetry
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For DUP & You The Poet
I'm not writing a tribute to one particular person or even several.
I'm just going to say to all that are following me, THANK YOU!
Your all very unique in your own ways. No one is better or greater then the other. We're all equals here.
I read your poems, I comment. I occasionally give an award and many of you have done the same for me.
It's appreciated beyond what I can write here.
To the DUP community that I'm in contact with everyday. You know who you are. I have lots of respect for all of you.
You intrigue me, enlighten me, you've influenced me and many...
I'm just going to say to all that are following me, THANK YOU!
Your all very unique in your own ways. No one is better or greater then the other. We're all equals here.
I read your poems, I comment. I occasionally give an award and many of you have done the same for me.
It's appreciated beyond what I can write here.
To the DUP community that I'm in contact with everyday. You know who you are. I have lots of respect for all of you.
You intrigue me, enlighten me, you've influenced me and many...
#admiration
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#gratitude
#respect
#WritingPoetry
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DU Poetry : Poems About Writing Poetry Seeking Honest Critique