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.
NP_NP
Poem Published
Today 6:31am
Today 6:31am
Insomnia
I toss and turn, restless in the dark, Counting sheep, but none will leave their mark. Midnight comes through halls so quiet, wondering if I locked all the doors, my mind won't be still.
Everyone's asleep, but I remain, A lonely ghost just existing. I lay in bed, thoughts of my plants, Their growth, their leaves—usually my trance.
But tonight, the silence can't ease my mind, Nothing's wrong, no troubles to find. No worries plague my sleepless state, Just an empty stillness.
The dishes are clean, the house in place, Yet I wander, lost in endless space. First to...
Everyone's asleep, but I remain, A lonely ghost just existing. I lay in bed, thoughts of my plants, Their growth, their leaves—usually my trance.
But tonight, the silence can't ease my mind, Nothing's wrong, no troubles to find. No worries plague my sleepless state, Just an empty stillness.
The dishes are clean, the house in place, Yet I wander, lost in endless space. First to...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:47pm
Yesterday 2:47pm
Small Amusements
"Raindrop Derby"
Raindrops race downhill,
children cheer for streams of fate
small joys shape the world.
"The Ant Parade"
Ants march in a line,
tiny wars on pavement cracks
a boy laughs, enthralled.
"Coin Waltz"
Spinning a coin fast,
hypnotized by its waltzing
all else fades away.
Raindrops race downhill,
children cheer for streams of fate
small joys shape the world.
"The Ant Parade"
Ants march in a line,
tiny wars on pavement cracks
a boy laughs, enthralled.
"Coin Waltz"
Spinning a coin fast,
hypnotized by its waltzing
all else fades away.
#WritingPoetry
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 11:11pm
3rd Feb 2025 11:11pm
Poetry
I love it so much,
I like to do it without stopping
...I feel I want it!
I am lost in this deep,
Mysterious,
Dark forest of mind,
Full of magic spells.
Put on the mosaic colored skin of wildest animals,
With strange mushrooms,
that distort feelings
and mix them with colors.
With plants with leafs and flowers
I have never seen before. I feel I am lost.
I cannot reach and go for something outside
I like to do it without stopping
...I feel I want it!
I am lost in this deep,
Mysterious,
Dark forest of mind,
Full of magic spells.
Put on the mosaic colored skin of wildest animals,
With strange mushrooms,
that distort feelings
and mix them with colors.
With plants with leafs and flowers
I have never seen before. I feel I am lost.
I cannot reach and go for something outside
#WritingPoetry
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 5:26pm
3rd Feb 2025 5:26pm
Pencilled journey
war is innate to humans
in grief struck times
we leave our battered fields
twenty three years ago
these white fumes
and blood shot eyes
I ignored every warning
while brooding looms are spinning
into reddening festering formations
my clenched grip illuminates
ink blotted figures escape
today
I nailed each carcass
watched it speak
shouting tarnished tales
cloaked blessed obsessed
plagued I stand amidst
humanity
...
in grief struck times
we leave our battered fields
twenty three years ago
these white fumes
and blood shot eyes
I ignored every warning
while brooding looms are spinning
into reddening festering formations
my clenched grip illuminates
ink blotted figures escape
today
I nailed each carcass
watched it speak
shouting tarnished tales
cloaked blessed obsessed
plagued I stand amidst
humanity
...
#WritingPoetry
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:53pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:53pm
~misc. minimalist random scribbles:: summated from a past
1.
wafts the nightly run dunes
in a myriad ringing perfumy
runes~ lawsonia-in-blooms
2.
petrified mindfringes
drinks in the syringing rains-
levitational petrichors now
3.
hazy galloping fast, vastly
zebrine skies- tingle & tango
her moony third eye🌔
4.
#Monsoonal #TanglishMinimalist
#mridangam skies rumbly
whelm as #TalaiKaveri tears
5.
oh the giant cannibal
monsoonal glooms, how
you gobble up even
dimly living daylights! ...
wafts the nightly run dunes
in a myriad ringing perfumy
runes~ lawsonia-in-blooms
2.
petrified mindfringes
drinks in the syringing rains-
levitational petrichors now
3.
hazy galloping fast, vastly
zebrine skies- tingle & tango
her moony third eye🌔
4.
#Monsoonal #TanglishMinimalist
#mridangam skies rumbly
whelm as #TalaiKaveri tears
5.
oh the giant cannibal
monsoonal glooms, how
you gobble up even
dimly living daylights! ...
#love
#memories
#minimalist #WritingPoetry
#minimalist #WritingPoetry
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
My Poetic Knife
Resting restlessly within the dark of its sheath,
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
#surreal
#WritingPoetry
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 3:02am
2nd Feb 2025 3:02am
journey journal...
these pages mark the passing of my life
the lessons & leanings
what I learn about myself
my sanctuary
where I tattoo all my pain in a flood of ink
in this ever growing volume of me
safe to express
without seeing judgment in...
...or rolling of...
...the witnessing eyes
& I wonder sometimes
what will become of these fragile chapters
my thoughts...my aches...my dreams...
when they're all that's left of me
will they read them & finally comprehend
who I really am
or would it be best...
...to simply...
the lessons & leanings
what I learn about myself
my sanctuary
where I tattoo all my pain in a flood of ink
in this ever growing volume of me
safe to express
without seeing judgment in...
...or rolling of...
...the witnessing eyes
& I wonder sometimes
what will become of these fragile chapters
my thoughts...my aches...my dreams...
when they're all that's left of me
will they read them & finally comprehend
who I really am
or would it be best...
...to simply...
#confessional
#sadness
#WritingPoetry
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Shon
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 00:05am
2nd Feb 2025 00:05am
Not Sure.
I want to write poems, lines & things.
Through not sure what is right to write.
I've written things not yet published.
That may sound bitter to another
Not my intention to offend & blame.
But rather myself to be as I am.
My thuth to my self to be,
As i'm perceiving it to be.
I'm going through a thing at moment.
Thoughts are clouding my mind.
Confusing me further.
Sure there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
Hope it not a train
Coming from the other end.
...
Through not sure what is right to write.
I've written things not yet published.
That may sound bitter to another
Not my intention to offend & blame.
But rather myself to be as I am.
My thuth to my self to be,
As i'm perceiving it to be.
I'm going through a thing at moment.
Thoughts are clouding my mind.
Confusing me further.
Sure there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
Hope it not a train
Coming from the other end.
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 7:46pm
1st Feb 2025 7:46pm
Creating
Creating. It is a kind of love,
That designs a drop of shine in the eye
In the shape of tear but in the compound of light
Reflecting an errupting volcano,
even when you are tired
That designs a drop of shine in the eye
In the shape of tear but in the compound of light
Reflecting an errupting volcano,
even when you are tired
#WritingPoetry
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ajay
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:34am
1st Feb 2025 1:34am
Thankful for Small Mercies
A sculptor has to chip off stone
to make the form appear,
a poet has to shape the words
to make his meaning clear,
and so I shape and shape and shape
my words in every way,
but I don't come within a mile
of what I wish to say;
and so the page is crumpled up
and chucked into the bin,
and then upon a brand-new sheet
I once again begin
to write my thoughts a different way –
but once again I fail,
...
to make the form appear,
a poet has to shape the words
to make his meaning clear,
and so I shape and shape and shape
my words in every way,
but I don't come within a mile
of what I wish to say;
and so the page is crumpled up
and chucked into the bin,
and then upon a brand-new sheet
I once again begin
to write my thoughts a different way –
but once again I fail,
...
#WritingPoetry
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Her
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 2:26am
30th Jan 2025 2:26am
United in Pain
In each post
Each breath
Line, word, letter
The spaces between
We
Do
Not
Give
Up
Each breath
Line, word, letter
The spaces between
We
Do
Not
Give
Up
#courage
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#WritingPoetry
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 2:28pm
29th Jan 2025 2:28pm
Ragnarok returns
blackhole beast Surtr giants
summoning porcelain songbirds
voluptuous vespers spew
kelp robed origami oracle
where cuckoo eggs crack
wyrd whirlpool openings
billows carved from foam
rebirthing each lie
love cusp creation
copyrights © Rianne 2025
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summoning porcelain songbirds
voluptuous vespers spew
kelp robed origami oracle
where cuckoo eggs crack
wyrd whirlpool openings
billows carved from foam
rebirthing each lie
love cusp creation
copyrights © Rianne 2025
all rights reserved
#WritingPoetry
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