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.
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Virgo
Virgo is my sign with which I deeply align
I thrive as I help and serve, driven by passion and verve
Religious in heart mystic in mind, a soul wholly unconfined
Gifted by the healing power of Love and the sensibility of dove
Of a sense of worth, an affinity with mother earth, that’s my sign birth.
I thrive as I help and serve, driven by passion and verve
Religious in heart mystic in mind, a soul wholly unconfined
Gifted by the healing power of Love and the sensibility of dove
Of a sense of worth, an affinity with mother earth, that’s my sign birth.
#acrostic
#FreeVerse
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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
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Starlit Whispers
Beneath the argent spires of a moonlit glade,
Where ebon vines in arabesques cascade,
Whispers of zephyrs in perfumed wane,
Entwine the symphony of night’s domain.
Opalescent pools,
veiled in stygian gleam,
Hold captive stars adrift in a liquid dream.
Celestial murmurs wend through gossamer trees,
Ethereal hymns adrift on astral seas.
A wraithlike orchid unfurls its argent crown,
Breathing nocturnal fire where shadows drown.
Where ebon vines in arabesques cascade,
Whispers of zephyrs in perfumed wane,
Entwine the symphony of night’s domain.
Opalescent pools,
veiled in stygian gleam,
Hold captive stars adrift in a liquid dream.
Celestial murmurs wend through gossamer trees,
Ethereal hymns adrift on astral seas.
A wraithlike orchid unfurls its argent crown,
Breathing nocturnal fire where shadows drown.
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Excel
Rhymes and spaces
Words some verse
Poets, places
Eyes observe
Pen and ink
Cast magic spells
Thoughts extract
Whilst YOU excel
Words some verse
Poets, places
Eyes observe
Pen and ink
Cast magic spells
Thoughts extract
Whilst YOU excel
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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Restless Reveries Mirror
Night whispers, still,
dreams elude. Shadows haunted,
hope fades—bound by time.
Eyes burn, minds churn
churn minds, burn eyes.
Time by bound—fades hope.
Haunted shadows, elude dreams.
Still whispers night.
dreams elude. Shadows haunted,
hope fades—bound by time.
Eyes burn, minds churn
churn minds, burn eyes.
Time by bound—fades hope.
Haunted shadows, elude dreams.
Still whispers night.
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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"
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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.
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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
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Writing Contest
These writing contests are sick trying to see who swings the biggest dic-
-tionary and vocabulary to show others what you got,
You actually should not bargain with those who have thicker jargon,
Unless you like to make everything hot when it’s really not.
And when you think you did well but then misunderstood the spell
The rules and the concept the gracious host was trying to dictate,
Some walked away defeated because they thought when they competed
They felt they were the best but tried and failed then got bent out of shape.
Is this a race? I...
-tionary and vocabulary to show others what you got,
You actually should not bargain with those who have thicker jargon,
Unless you like to make everything hot when it’s really not.
And when you think you did well but then misunderstood the spell
The rules and the concept the gracious host was trying to dictate,
Some walked away defeated because they thought when they competed
They felt they were the best but tried and failed then got bent out of shape.
Is this a race? I...
#hope
#rejection
#frustration #WritingPoetry
#frustration #WritingPoetry
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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
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The Rave Girl
I’ve always been in love with energy,
which is why the rave scene felt like home to me.
Dancing to my own delight,
heightened awareness in the pulsing night.
Sweaty bodies moving, a vibrant sea,
lost in a kaleidoscope of light and ecstasy.
I’d perch on a speaker, my frequency alive,
vibrations rippling, helping others thrive.
It was always the odd, the eccentric, the free,
who gravitated toward my energy.
We’d talk for hours or dance without end,
no numbers exchanged, no ties to defend.
For that night, we were free—...
which is why the rave scene felt like home to me.
Dancing to my own delight,
heightened awareness in the pulsing night.
Sweaty bodies moving, a vibrant sea,
lost in a kaleidoscope of light and ecstasy.
I’d perch on a speaker, my frequency alive,
vibrations rippling, helping others thrive.
It was always the odd, the eccentric, the free,
who gravitated toward my energy.
We’d talk for hours or dance without end,
no numbers exchanged, no ties to defend.
For that night, we were free—...
#confessional
#drugs
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Don't
Do not!
Do not!
Do not!
Do not touch the creation!
Do not!
Do not!
Do not touch the creation!
#love
#WritingPoetry
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