Poems About Writing Poetry Published by Members Recently Online
#WritingPoetry
Poems about writing poetry published by members recently online.
D's Poetry
about the writing
process in here
& how it goes
it usually starts
with music a pic
and concept or
favorite quote
words on paper
left to simmer for
a couple of days
at times weeks
adding pieces &
deleting bits next
is over and over
finetuning lines
it's a nightmare
a perfectionist to
the core the bar
is set high and
the control freak
doesn't make any
concessions to the
content, format & flow
process in here
& how it goes
it usually starts
with music a pic
and concept or
favorite quote
words on paper
left to simmer for
a couple of days
at times weeks
adding pieces &
deleting bits next
is over and over
finetuning lines
it's a nightmare
a perfectionist to
the core the bar
is set high and
the control freak
doesn't make any
concessions to the
content, format & flow
#OCD
#WritingPoetry
295 reads
44 Comments
D's Poetry
about the writing
process in here
& how it goes
it usually starts
with music a pic
and concept or
favorite quote
words on paper
left to simmer for
a couple of days
at times weeks
adding pieces &
deleting bits next
is over and over
finetuning lines
it's a nightmare
a perfectionist to
the core the bar
is set high and
the control freak
doesn't make any
concessions to the
content, format & flow
process in here
& how it goes
it usually starts
with music a pic
and concept or
favorite quote
words on paper
left to simmer for
a couple of days
at times weeks
adding pieces &
deleting bits next
is over and over
finetuning lines
it's a nightmare
a perfectionist to
the core the bar
is set high and
the control freak
doesn't make any
concessions to the
content, format & flow
#OCD
#WritingPoetry
295 reads
44 Comments
The Good Ship Poetry
In the shadows of stark AI
poetry's little girl lost
squirms and rubs her eyes
Marooned on a tear swept island
in an ocean of online therapy
where scribblers scrawl their fears
the masses pick their asses
and dare to brand it poetry
Disillusioned and all cried out
she knows the menace is real
for at times she can no longer look
and ever since the internet
almost no-one reads a book
the tsunami of poor me's
slowly swallowing
the bountiful beauty of words
Which literary genius decreed ...
poetry's little girl lost
squirms and rubs her eyes
Marooned on a tear swept island
in an ocean of online therapy
where scribblers scrawl their fears
the masses pick their asses
and dare to brand it poetry
Disillusioned and all cried out
she knows the menace is real
for at times she can no longer look
and ever since the internet
almost no-one reads a book
the tsunami of poor me's
slowly swallowing
the bountiful beauty of words
Which literary genius decreed ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#unicorns
151 reads
2 Comments
The Good Ship Poetry
In the shadows of stark AI
poetry's little girl lost
squirms and rubs her eyes
Marooned on a tear swept island
in an ocean of online therapy
where scribblers scrawl their fears
the masses pick their asses
and dare to brand it poetry
Disillusioned and all cried out
she knows the menace is real
for at times she can no longer look
and ever since the internet
almost no-one reads a book
the tsunami of poor me's
slowly swallowing
the bountiful beauty of words
Which literary genius decreed ...
poetry's little girl lost
squirms and rubs her eyes
Marooned on a tear swept island
in an ocean of online therapy
where scribblers scrawl their fears
the masses pick their asses
and dare to brand it poetry
Disillusioned and all cried out
she knows the menace is real
for at times she can no longer look
and ever since the internet
almost no-one reads a book
the tsunami of poor me's
slowly swallowing
the bountiful beauty of words
Which literary genius decreed ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#unicorns
151 reads
2 Comments
The Good Ship Poetry
In the shadows of stark AI
poetry's little girl lost
squirms and rubs her eyes
Marooned on a tear swept island
in an ocean of online therapy
where scribblers scrawl their fears
the masses pick their asses
and dare to brand it poetry
Disillusioned and all cried out
she knows the menace is real
for at times she can no longer look
and ever since the internet
almost no-one reads a book
the tsunami of poor me's
slowly swallowing
the bountiful beauty of words
Which literary genius decreed ...
poetry's little girl lost
squirms and rubs her eyes
Marooned on a tear swept island
in an ocean of online therapy
where scribblers scrawl their fears
the masses pick their asses
and dare to brand it poetry
Disillusioned and all cried out
she knows the menace is real
for at times she can no longer look
and ever since the internet
almost no-one reads a book
the tsunami of poor me's
slowly swallowing
the bountiful beauty of words
Which literary genius decreed ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#unicorns
151 reads
2 Comments
Fava beans and a nice chianti
Blades sharpened
Scalpel precision
Where to start with this fine specimen?
Look at you dangling on that meat hook
all twitching, writhing...tenderising
Let us commence?
Perhaps flay off some flesh
Turn those arse cheeks into Jerky
Fine dining slow process
After all
Artisan delicacies should never be rushed
Twelve hours at a low temperature
After a two day marinated bath
should do those legs wonders
Not like you will be needing them
Hung living carcass
Come the main...
Scalpel precision
Where to start with this fine specimen?
Look at you dangling on that meat hook
all twitching, writhing...tenderising
Let us commence?
Perhaps flay off some flesh
Turn those arse cheeks into Jerky
Fine dining slow process
After all
Artisan delicacies should never be rushed
Twelve hours at a low temperature
After a two day marinated bath
should do those legs wonders
Not like you will be needing them
Hung living carcass
Come the main...
#food
#satirical
#WritingPoetry #morality
#WritingPoetry #morality
289 reads
2 Comments
Fava beans and a nice chianti
Blades sharpened
Scalpel precision
Where to start with this fine specimen?
Look at you dangling on that meat hook
all twitching, writhing...tenderising
Let us commence?
Perhaps flay off some flesh
Turn those arse cheeks into Jerky
Fine dining slow process
After all
Artisan delicacies should never be rushed
Twelve hours at a low temperature
After a two day marinated bath
should do those legs wonders
Not like you will be needing them
Hung living carcass
Come the main...
Scalpel precision
Where to start with this fine specimen?
Look at you dangling on that meat hook
all twitching, writhing...tenderising
Let us commence?
Perhaps flay off some flesh
Turn those arse cheeks into Jerky
Fine dining slow process
After all
Artisan delicacies should never be rushed
Twelve hours at a low temperature
After a two day marinated bath
should do those legs wonders
Not like you will be needing them
Hung living carcass
Come the main...
#food
#satirical
#WritingPoetry #morality
#WritingPoetry #morality
289 reads
2 Comments
Fava beans and a nice chianti
Blades sharpened
Scalpel precision
Where to start with this fine specimen?
Look at you dangling on that meat hook
all twitching, writhing...tenderising
Let us commence?
Perhaps flay off some flesh
Turn those arse cheeks into Jerky
Fine dining slow process
After all
Artisan delicacies should never be rushed
Twelve hours at a low temperature
After a two day marinated bath
should do those legs wonders
Not like you will be needing them
Hung living carcass
Come the main...
Scalpel precision
Where to start with this fine specimen?
Look at you dangling on that meat hook
all twitching, writhing...tenderising
Let us commence?
Perhaps flay off some flesh
Turn those arse cheeks into Jerky
Fine dining slow process
After all
Artisan delicacies should never be rushed
Twelve hours at a low temperature
After a two day marinated bath
should do those legs wonders
Not like you will be needing them
Hung living carcass
Come the main...
#food
#satirical
#WritingPoetry #morality
#WritingPoetry #morality
289 reads
2 Comments
Fava beans and a nice chianti
Blades sharpened
Scalpel precision
Where to start with this fine specimen?
Look at you dangling on that meat hook
all twitching, writhing...tenderising
Let us commence?
Perhaps flay off some flesh
Turn those arse cheeks into Jerky
Fine dining slow process
After all
Artisan delicacies should never be rushed
Twelve hours at a low temperature
After a two day marinated bath
should do those legs wonders
Not like you will be needing them
Hung living carcass
Come the main...
Scalpel precision
Where to start with this fine specimen?
Look at you dangling on that meat hook
all twitching, writhing...tenderising
Let us commence?
Perhaps flay off some flesh
Turn those arse cheeks into Jerky
Fine dining slow process
After all
Artisan delicacies should never be rushed
Twelve hours at a low temperature
After a two day marinated bath
should do those legs wonders
Not like you will be needing them
Hung living carcass
Come the main...
#food
#satirical
#WritingPoetry #morality
#WritingPoetry #morality
289 reads
2 Comments
Neo Wise
Rains dwindle to a stair rod thimble
idle clouds drift, as an empty wind rags
the wilted landscape. In her basin -baked
cake-cracked pond, the shrink-wrapped Toad sleeps
deep. Birds reflect in mirrored silence—brooding.
In the tranquil holiday harbour, where
tawdry lights and turbulent pavement throngs
spill along lines of cafes and arcades,
among smells of chips, ice cream, and beer—
we watch deep clouds accumulating,
building in towering, darkened...
idle clouds drift, as an empty wind rags
the wilted landscape. In her basin -baked
cake-cracked pond, the shrink-wrapped Toad sleeps
deep. Birds reflect in mirrored silence—brooding.
In the tranquil holiday harbour, where
tawdry lights and turbulent pavement throngs
spill along lines of cafes and arcades,
among smells of chips, ice cream, and beer—
we watch deep clouds accumulating,
building in towering, darkened...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
48 reads
3 Comments
Neo Wise
Rains dwindle to a stair rod thimble
idle clouds drift, as an empty wind rags
the wilted landscape. In her basin -baked
cake-cracked pond, the shrink-wrapped Toad sleeps
deep. Birds reflect in mirrored silence—brooding.
In the tranquil holiday harbour, where
tawdry lights and turbulent pavement throngs
spill along lines of cafes and arcades,
among smells of chips, ice cream, and beer—
we watch deep clouds accumulating,
building in towering, darkened...
idle clouds drift, as an empty wind rags
the wilted landscape. In her basin -baked
cake-cracked pond, the shrink-wrapped Toad sleeps
deep. Birds reflect in mirrored silence—brooding.
In the tranquil holiday harbour, where
tawdry lights and turbulent pavement throngs
spill along lines of cafes and arcades,
among smells of chips, ice cream, and beer—
we watch deep clouds accumulating,
building in towering, darkened...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
48 reads
3 Comments
Interiors
A sandwich and some citrus fruit
sure beats a bowl of soup,
and then to keep the thoughts astute;
black tea by double scoop.
And winter sun is lots of fun
but I'm expecting rain,
because the worst has not begun...
from which I will abstain.
sure beats a bowl of soup,
and then to keep the thoughts astute;
black tea by double scoop.
And winter sun is lots of fun
but I'm expecting rain,
because the worst has not begun...
from which I will abstain.
#minimalist
#WritingPoetry
70 reads
10 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Writing Poetry Published by Members Recently Online