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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throw away poems
here’s me hurriedly scribbling as many
poems as I can into a notebook
and who knows what will become of them and
I’m tired and
there’s always the waste paper bin
poems as I can into a notebook
and who knows what will become of them and
I’m tired and
there’s always the waste paper bin
#WritingPoetry
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A Farewell to DUville Residents
within my glowing screen words take flight
the portal opens a gathering of souls
congregation of people in silent nights
weaving their worlds in soft twilight
Cryptic lines as riddles to find
philosophies that bent the mind
erotica written seductive whispers
tender and raw in inviting
verses
we wrote of love with tender grace
wove words that pined of days gone by
memories regrets passion and wishes
yet another wrote with logic firm
embrace practical truth someone's way
beautiful thoughts as gifts in...
the portal opens a gathering of souls
congregation of people in silent nights
weaving their worlds in soft twilight
Cryptic lines as riddles to find
philosophies that bent the mind
erotica written seductive whispers
tender and raw in inviting
verses
we wrote of love with tender grace
wove words that pined of days gone by
memories regrets passion and wishes
yet another wrote with logic firm
embrace practical truth someone's way
beautiful thoughts as gifts in...
#WritingPoetry
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Was It A Real Person Or An AI Robot?
Someone sent me a private message a few days ago.
The sender’s profile picture is a photo of a Caucasian woman.
It seems that whoever it was did not examine my profile.
I did not read the message, but I replied to the sender.
And I drew the sender’s attention to the note on my profile.
It reads as follows; do not to send me any private messages.
I came here to read and to publish my compositions,
Not to engage in controversies and pointless conversations.
I will delete all private messages without reading them.
The person obviously...
The sender’s profile picture is a photo of a Caucasian woman.
It seems that whoever it was did not examine my profile.
I did not read the message, but I replied to the sender.
And I drew the sender’s attention to the note on my profile.
It reads as follows; do not to send me any private messages.
I came here to read and to publish my compositions,
Not to engage in controversies and pointless conversations.
I will delete all private messages without reading them.
The person obviously...
#dialogue
#reading
#WritingPoetry
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Reverie in Warner Theatre
Listening in the dark
just Jason and his guitar
reminding me of all the times
I've been betrayed
by my own rhymes
and constructed phrases
I'm okay with it
in a crooked smile, shiny eyes
kind of way
All the love songs (and poetry)
do mean different things today
and while that may hurt
in the moments you realize they do
there's some comfort in that truth
Every note, clear as a bell
fills the hushed theatre
and finds me in my seat
turning pages of memories
while I etch this one
on...
just Jason and his guitar
reminding me of all the times
I've been betrayed
by my own rhymes
and constructed phrases
I'm okay with it
in a crooked smile, shiny eyes
kind of way
All the love songs (and poetry)
do mean different things today
and while that may hurt
in the moments you realize they do
there's some comfort in that truth
Every note, clear as a bell
fills the hushed theatre
and finds me in my seat
turning pages of memories
while I etch this one
on...
#bittersweet
#love
#memories
#music
#WritingPoetry
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Shut Up and Write (Posted 9/9/2022)
when I first arrived at DUP
was still bright eyed
wanted to explore my creative side
had a few people look my way
built me up as their play thing
when done they tried to push me aside
but I refused to die
fought back and became the bad guy
a new generation came
the ones before left or changed
I just been trying to find my place
amongst the mundane
do I hold resentment?
fuck yeah I still hold resentment
those same poets act like such victims
writing for attention
about...
was still bright eyed
wanted to explore my creative side
had a few people look my way
built me up as their play thing
when done they tried to push me aside
but I refused to die
fought back and became the bad guy
a new generation came
the ones before left or changed
I just been trying to find my place
amongst the mundane
do I hold resentment?
fuck yeah I still hold resentment
those same poets act like such victims
writing for attention
about...
#WritingPoetry
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The Contour and Figure

#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
#sensual
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philip larkin’ about
kingsley amis
a miserable old chap
in his later years
by all accounts
for why I like him,
perhaps ..
a miserable old chap
in his later years
by all accounts
for why I like him,
perhaps ..
#reading
#WritingPoetry
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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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DUP, Starsrite and me
Dear everyone
Before I start I would first like to express my great heartfelt sorrow at knowing that Deepundergroundpoetry is closing down. DUP had been a second home to me and to many poets like myself. I have met many friends, read some amazing words, poems and stories that touched my heart and made me the person who I am right now. But most of all I’m very grateful to the owners of DUP and everyone who has worked relentlessly to bring together such a great community of poets and writers under their wings. I also know how difficult it is to make such a site work, and what...
Before I start I would first like to express my great heartfelt sorrow at knowing that Deepundergroundpoetry is closing down. DUP had been a second home to me and to many poets like myself. I have met many friends, read some amazing words, poems and stories that touched my heart and made me the person who I am right now. But most of all I’m very grateful to the owners of DUP and everyone who has worked relentlessly to bring together such a great community of poets and writers under their wings. I also know how difficult it is to make such a site work, and what...
#WritingPoetry
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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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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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