Poems About Books by Top Critiquers
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Poems about books by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:10pm
25th Oct 2024 2:10pm
Warhol of Love
Warhol of Love
“Your bed sheets are tangled as though you’d just come in from a drunk. You must drink like a fish to have let your bed get into such a disarray.”
“I am a social drinker. Just a glass of Pinot Noir gets me through the night.”
“In the spirit of the women’s temperance society I look askance at men who need alcohol to make their nights placid. Is the liquor a red herring for a deeper existential angst such as a conflict between the id and the superego?”
“Not at all. My self-esteem is just fine why thank you.”
“I see you...
“Your bed sheets are tangled as though you’d just come in from a drunk. You must drink like a fish to have let your bed get into such a disarray.”
“I am a social drinker. Just a glass of Pinot Noir gets me through the night.”
“In the spirit of the women’s temperance society I look askance at men who need alcohol to make their nights placid. Is the liquor a red herring for a deeper existential angst such as a conflict between the id and the superego?”
“Not at all. My self-esteem is just fine why thank you.”
“I see you...
#art
#books
#funny
#learning
#romantic
126 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
10th Feb 2024 10:09pm
10th Feb 2024 10:09pm
One More Book
I answer her question with a rambling joke.
Do I have a plan in place?
Nah.
I'm too easily distracted.
Knowing me,
I'd be about to go through with killing myself
but there would be one last book I'd want to read.
Or one more poem I'd want to write.
One more place to see.
One more topic to research...
One more gelato flavor to try.
One more sexual experience to have.
One more cause to help.
If i had any common sense
I might end my life.
But there's always one more book. ...
Do I have a plan in place?
Nah.
I'm too easily distracted.
Knowing me,
I'd be about to go through with killing myself
but there would be one last book I'd want to read.
Or one more poem I'd want to write.
One more place to see.
One more topic to research...
One more gelato flavor to try.
One more sexual experience to have.
One more cause to help.
If i had any common sense
I might end my life.
But there's always one more book. ...
#inspirational
#suicide
#books
373 reads
15 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
6th Dec 2023 4:49pm
6th Dec 2023 4:49pm
Transparent Ink
The inflated empty balloons
They come onto the stage
Under the limelight craze
They know deeply that rage
Is merely a delible glaze
Once the real sun will blaze
And the sheen leaves no trace
Of a misty fame that daze
Hollow space will take its place
The core that has been hid
Behind a blinding glossy shield
Will melt down like the wax
And let show the real facts
Some mystery is only game
Some history grant no fame
When fake drives the sick
Whose sanity is on...
They come onto the stage
Under the limelight craze
They know deeply that rage
Is merely a delible glaze
Once the real sun will blaze
And the sheen leaves no trace
Of a misty fame that daze
Hollow space will take its place
The core that has been hid
Behind a blinding glossy shield
Will melt down like the wax
And let show the real facts
Some mystery is only game
Some history grant no fame
When fake drives the sick
Whose sanity is on...
#books
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
150 reads
2 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 11:00pm
25th Jun 2023 11:00pm
Library
The only books I "own,"
are those I have not read yet but intend to read
and those with notes in them that no other human
could reproduce.
are those I have not read yet but intend to read
and those with notes in them that no other human
could reproduce.
#books
226 reads
7 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 4:10pm
22nd Nov 2024 4:10pm
A Portal to Imaginations End ...
Through the Avo green ferns, the bushes, the ancient trees,
a green building rises, clothed in olive hues,
its glass windows reflecting the whispers of leaves.
The door stands wide, an invitation wrapped in light,
a flamboyant couch waits, adorned in vivid patterns,
like stories etched into fabric, each thread a tale
of minds cradled in comfort, hearts alight with wonder.
Inside, authors spirits adorn old oak shelves giving the air a scent of the timelessness of their presences,
the shelves with books of all sizes, stretch to the ceiling like tall...
a green building rises, clothed in olive hues,
its glass windows reflecting the whispers of leaves.
The door stands wide, an invitation wrapped in light,
a flamboyant couch waits, adorned in vivid patterns,
like stories etched into fabric, each thread a tale
of minds cradled in comfort, hearts alight with wonder.
Inside, authors spirits adorn old oak shelves giving the air a scent of the timelessness of their presences,
the shelves with books of all sizes, stretch to the ceiling like tall...
#books
#dreams
#forest
#nature
#wisdom
50 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
Beat Me to a Pulp
"... a type of work produced by half-educated and wholly incompetent writers for consumption by office boys, factory girls, and other persons devoid of culture and literary taste." - R Austin Freeman, "The Art of the Detective Story"
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
#art
#books
#PopCulture #reading
#PopCulture #reading
46 reads
3 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
18th Dec 2022 4:41pm
18th Dec 2022 4:41pm
"TO ALL THE HUSTLERS "
I remember, when 🤔 all I ever wanted to be in my life, was just a hustler!
Some don't get it, and some its all about the dollars!!
No matter how you put it, anywhere in America, most of us street scholars!!
Never even bothered to attempt to follow the rules!
No excuses for let downs, take backs, back-biters, double minded, consumers, keep consuming!!
To all the hustlers, here's a prayer, hoping 🙏 it touches, to all those so called players!!
To happen to fall back, and repeat this hustlers prayer! ...
Some don't get it, and some its all about the dollars!!
No matter how you put it, anywhere in America, most of us street scholars!!
Never even bothered to attempt to follow the rules!
No excuses for let downs, take backs, back-biters, double minded, consumers, keep consuming!!
To all the hustlers, here's a prayer, hoping 🙏 it touches, to all those so called players!!
To happen to fall back, and repeat this hustlers prayer! ...
#money
#cars
#mirror
#books
#consumerism
451 reads
8 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
27th Aug 2023 10:29am
27th Aug 2023 10:29am
With the Books
He ran within the landscape
the trench was deep and dirty
snow on all around him
and bullets peppered the ground
He fled on skis
dodging trees and rocks
as the alien ship
traverse the midnight skies above
He fell into the ocean city
almost forgotten, now a mere myth
Atlantis the sunken world
where fantastic beings lived
He walked on the great Sundaland
listening to the people
understanding their way of life
tribal but elegant in its starkness
He stood on the shores of Lemuria
awe and...
the trench was deep and dirty
snow on all around him
and bullets peppered the ground
He fled on skis
dodging trees and rocks
as the alien ship
traverse the midnight skies above
He fell into the ocean city
almost forgotten, now a mere myth
Atlantis the sunken world
where fantastic beings lived
He walked on the great Sundaland
listening to the people
understanding their way of life
tribal but elegant in its starkness
He stood on the shores of Lemuria
awe and...
#books
161 reads
8 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 4:07am
18th Jun 2024 4:07am
Book review: A Marvellous Light, by Freya Marske
Okay, so I don't normally do book reviews, actually I don't do them at all. I just sometimes think about what I would say if someone asked about what I'm reading. No one ever asks.
This book almost demands a review, or something. I have read it three times in the last four days, which I never do.
With most books I enjoy, I read it, savour it, analyze it, and then stick it on a shelf for the next time I'm in the mood for it. I think I can name ever book I have read and reread, and held onto for the precious story it is. This is one of those books, only moreso.
...
This book almost demands a review, or something. I have read it three times in the last four days, which I never do.
With most books I enjoy, I read it, savour it, analyze it, and then stick it on a shelf for the next time I'm in the mood for it. I think I can name ever book I have read and reread, and held onto for the precious story it is. This is one of those books, only moreso.
...
#books
#curse
#gay
#LGBT
#magic
242 reads
1 Comment
DevilsChild
Poem Published
25th Jan 2023 6:59am
25th Jan 2023 6:59am
Thanks for the Read, Sugar Tits - A story of love, lose, and hot pockets.
is it better if you only knew
this book by it's cover?
maybe there's not much story to tell
would you get bored by the backstory?
unimpressed at how simple it all is
or even worse
think I'm some kind of freak
tired of the filler
can we just start with a simple 'hello'?
enjoy each other's company
without there being expectations
feels like each line, each word
is a trail to the end
are there parts you like and dislike?
tear out the pages you don't want
tear out parts of my existence
what can I say to...
this book by it's cover?
maybe there's not much story to tell
would you get bored by the backstory?
unimpressed at how simple it all is
or even worse
think I'm some kind of freak
tired of the filler
can we just start with a simple 'hello'?
enjoy each other's company
without there being expectations
feels like each line, each word
is a trail to the end
are there parts you like and dislike?
tear out the pages you don't want
tear out parts of my existence
what can I say to...
#books
#myself
#ThrillSeeking
377 reads
8 Comments
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