Poems About Writing Poetry Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about writing poetry published by members recently online.
Taliesin
I have known you for so long. Your velveteen seat aligned with ceramic bowls where ink leaks. Among sticks and stones lay sacred secrets. A knapsack imagined for my quest. Gaining words from farmers speaking from their lands. You became me, we became ours
From voices carried over treetops. Looking for leaves where I found you dressed in a male figure. Twice yet I have received these visions. Later ripening into adulthood I saw you as a figurine. Face of moon blending sun.
I have never feared any mischief of fairies, nor elves. All is a harmonium. If there is anything...
From voices carried over treetops. Looking for leaves where I found you dressed in a male figure. Twice yet I have received these visions. Later ripening into adulthood I saw you as a figurine. Face of moon blending sun.
I have never feared any mischief of fairies, nor elves. All is a harmonium. If there is anything...
#happiness
#MyInspiration
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
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Taliesin
I have known you for so long. Your velveteen seat aligned with ceramic bowls where ink leaks. Among sticks and stones lay sacred secrets. A knapsack imagined for my quest. Gaining words from farmers speaking from their lands. You became me, we became ours
From voices carried over treetops. Looking for leaves where I found you dressed in a male figure. Twice yet I have received these visions. Later ripening into adulthood I saw you as a figurine. Face of moon blending sun.
I have never feared any mischief of fairies, nor elves. All is a harmonium. If there is anything...
From voices carried over treetops. Looking for leaves where I found you dressed in a male figure. Twice yet I have received these visions. Later ripening into adulthood I saw you as a figurine. Face of moon blending sun.
I have never feared any mischief of fairies, nor elves. All is a harmonium. If there is anything...
#happiness
#MyInspiration
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
116 reads
11 Comments
Taliesin
I have known you for so long. Your velveteen seat aligned with ceramic bowls where ink leaks. Among sticks and stones lay sacred secrets. A knapsack imagined for my quest. Gaining words from farmers speaking from their lands. You became me, we became ours
From voices carried over treetops. Looking for leaves where I found you dressed in a male figure. Twice yet I have received these visions. Later ripening into adulthood I saw you as a figurine. Face of moon blending sun.
I have never feared any mischief of fairies, nor elves. All is a harmonium. If there is anything...
From voices carried over treetops. Looking for leaves where I found you dressed in a male figure. Twice yet I have received these visions. Later ripening into adulthood I saw you as a figurine. Face of moon blending sun.
I have never feared any mischief of fairies, nor elves. All is a harmonium. If there is anything...
#happiness
#MyInspiration
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
116 reads
11 Comments
Taliesin
I have known you for so long. Your velveteen seat aligned with ceramic bowls where ink leaks. Among sticks and stones lay sacred secrets. A knapsack imagined for my quest. Gaining words from farmers speaking from their lands. You became me, we became ours
From voices carried over treetops. Looking for leaves where I found you dressed in a male figure. Twice yet I have received these visions. Later ripening into adulthood I saw you as a figurine. Face of moon blending sun.
I have never feared any mischief of fairies, nor elves. All is a harmonium. If there is anything...
From voices carried over treetops. Looking for leaves where I found you dressed in a male figure. Twice yet I have received these visions. Later ripening into adulthood I saw you as a figurine. Face of moon blending sun.
I have never feared any mischief of fairies, nor elves. All is a harmonium. If there is anything...
#happiness
#MyInspiration
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
116 reads
11 Comments
Life in 10 words
Born with crying eyes
Life full of lies
Everybody dies
Life full of lies
Everybody dies
#birth
#death
#LifeStruggles #WritingPoetry
#LifeStruggles #WritingPoetry
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3 Comments
Life in 10 words
Born with crying eyes
Life full of lies
Everybody dies
Life full of lies
Everybody dies
#birth
#death
#LifeStruggles #WritingPoetry
#LifeStruggles #WritingPoetry
332 reads
3 Comments
Life in 10 words
Born with crying eyes
Life full of lies
Everybody dies
Life full of lies
Everybody dies
#birth
#death
#LifeStruggles #WritingPoetry
#LifeStruggles #WritingPoetry
332 reads
3 Comments
Life in 10 words
Born with crying eyes
Life full of lies
Everybody dies
Life full of lies
Everybody dies
#birth
#death
#LifeStruggles #WritingPoetry
#LifeStruggles #WritingPoetry
332 reads
3 Comments
Midnight Ramblins#11 ~ mirrored writing
I was somewhere,
Somewhere hard to find,
Finding how tomorrow changes,
Changing everything, if I could
Could only have the other half of you,
`~,,~`
Mí vida, por favor,
My love, please,
Tu figura y el viento,
Your figure in the wind,
is all I can see,
Drawing love letters in the sand
Meant only for you to see,
Before the ocean moves her tide
To wash us and sands clean;
```~~~… … …~~~```
Somewhere hard to find,
Finding how tomorrow changes,
Changing everything, if I could
Could only have the other half of you,
`~,,~`
Mí vida, por favor,
My love, please,
Tu figura y el viento,
Your figure in the wind,
is all I can see,
Drawing love letters in the sand
Meant only for you to see,
Before the ocean moves her tide
To wash us and sands clean;
```~~~… … …~~~```
#love
#WritingPoetry
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4 Comments
Midnight Ramblins#11 ~ mirrored writing
I was somewhere,
Somewhere hard to find,
Finding how tomorrow changes,
Changing everything, if I could
Could only have the other half of you,
`~,,~`
Mí vida, por favor,
My love, please,
Tu figura y el viento,
Your figure in the wind,
is all I can see,
Drawing love letters in the sand
Meant only for you to see,
Before the ocean moves her tide
To wash us and sands clean;
```~~~… … …~~~```
Somewhere hard to find,
Finding how tomorrow changes,
Changing everything, if I could
Could only have the other half of you,
`~,,~`
Mí vida, por favor,
My love, please,
Tu figura y el viento,
Your figure in the wind,
is all I can see,
Drawing love letters in the sand
Meant only for you to see,
Before the ocean moves her tide
To wash us and sands clean;
```~~~… … …~~~```
#love
#WritingPoetry
42 reads
4 Comments
I'd like to write more
I'd like to write more
before playing in traffic
and the big bus of time
splays me into the
asphalt
I'd like to write more
before I free fall off
the ledge of years
into the abyss
I'd like to write more
before the night swallows
me one last time and
craps me out into
my grave
I'd like to write more
about;
things I understand
( an old dog treating a
bone like a holy relic)
(cats melting like chocolate
laying...
before playing in traffic
and the big bus of time
splays me into the
asphalt
I'd like to write more
before I free fall off
the ledge of years
into the abyss
I'd like to write more
before the night swallows
me one last time and
craps me out into
my grave
I'd like to write more
about;
things I understand
( an old dog treating a
bone like a holy relic)
(cats melting like chocolate
laying...
#death
#fate
#WritingPoetry
165 reads
8 Comments
I'd like to write more
I'd like to write more
before playing in traffic
and the big bus of time
splays me into the
asphalt
I'd like to write more
before I free fall off
the ledge of years
into the abyss
I'd like to write more
before the night swallows
me one last time and
craps me out into
my grave
I'd like to write more
about;
things I understand
( an old dog treating a
bone like a holy relic)
(cats melting like chocolate
laying...
before playing in traffic
and the big bus of time
splays me into the
asphalt
I'd like to write more
before I free fall off
the ledge of years
into the abyss
I'd like to write more
before the night swallows
me one last time and
craps me out into
my grave
I'd like to write more
about;
things I understand
( an old dog treating a
bone like a holy relic)
(cats melting like chocolate
laying...
#death
#fate
#WritingPoetry
165 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Writing Poetry Published by Members Recently Online