Poems About the City by Top Critiquers
#city
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
14th Jan 2025 10:56am
NYC 1963
The studio on 4th Street was the place they needed to be
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
Hope & determination was in their minds, that they can change society
They were considered the outcasts outside of their community
Songs being created in Greenwich Village that weren't so rare
Strings being strummed by poets, ideas to influence others
It began with Woodie Guthrie and exploded with Bob Dylan
In the evening, the beatniks and the long haired girls came too
Coffee shops heard their words
And when the next day came they took action
The blue collared army
Their eyes &...
#city
#music
#nonfiction
#nostalgia
#PopCulture
64 reads
12 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 1:57am
23rd May 2024 1:57am
City
Constant Noise.
Constant beats.
Constant walking,
on city streets.
Never that dark.
lights light up the sky.
Never walk in the park.
Late at night.
Carts of food,
at every corner.
Venders drool,
for their next quarter.
One in the morning,
you still get some smiles.
One in the morning,
Don't trust those eyes.
Does a city truly sleep?
As busy as it seems.
Even rodents creep.
Hyped up on caffeine.
Would I survive at a slower pace?
Could...
Constant beats.
Constant walking,
on city streets.
Never that dark.
lights light up the sky.
Never walk in the park.
Late at night.
Carts of food,
at every corner.
Venders drool,
for their next quarter.
One in the morning,
you still get some smiles.
One in the morning,
Don't trust those eyes.
Does a city truly sleep?
As busy as it seems.
Even rodents creep.
Hyped up on caffeine.
Would I survive at a slower pace?
Could...
#city
#culture
#happiness
60 reads
15 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2023 3:36am
22nd Dec 2023 3:36am
Gray Grey Blue Sky Broken Heart
Truth is all that blue sky and sunshine are bad for you
Give me a perfectly gray day
Or grey if you're going UK
Everyone wants a water view
Give me the alley
Stray cats and beggars
Broken glass
Twilight is paradise
Dusk and my broken heart
Give me a perfectly gray day
Or grey if you're going UK
Everyone wants a water view
Give me the alley
Stray cats and beggars
Broken glass
Twilight is paradise
Dusk and my broken heart
#identity
#city
#myself #pagan
#myself #pagan
235 reads
24 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 3:18pm
18th Jan 2025 3:18pm
$20 Frankie
Frankie is a gurl...
...a wannabe girl...
...very passable!
Without the makeup...
...and very close shave...
...and, of course the fake boobs...
Frankie looks like Elliot Page.
Made up...he looks like Ellen Page!
That's where he got the idea!
Ellen transitioned to Elliot.
Frankie just fakes it!
Convincingly well!
He turns tricks in the alley..
...outside my window...
...and in cars cruising here!
He likes guys!
He loves $$$
Blowjobs only!
Special panties tuck... ...
...a wannabe girl...
...very passable!
Without the makeup...
...and very close shave...
...and, of course the fake boobs...
Frankie looks like Elliot Page.
Made up...he looks like Ellen Page!
That's where he got the idea!
Ellen transitioned to Elliot.
Frankie just fakes it!
Convincingly well!
He turns tricks in the alley..
...outside my window...
...and in cars cruising here!
He likes guys!
He loves $$$
Blowjobs only!
Special panties tuck... ...
#city
#dirty
#money #sex
#money #sex
60 reads
2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 10:22am
26th Mar 2024 10:22am
extrasensory necessity
I don't know this forest
with its steel & concrete spines
where winds whistle a lonely call
a haunting so chilling
despite the crowd around me
...I always walk alone
oppressive shadows press me down
stretching across littered tracks
glowing eyes directing patterns
the constant stop & go of it all
and the wails...the screams
of injured & dying things
as predator meets unwary prey
I am but one of many
where absolute darkness whispers death
...or worse
be suspicious of beckoning branches
stay the...
with its steel & concrete spines
where winds whistle a lonely call
a haunting so chilling
despite the crowd around me
...I always walk alone
oppressive shadows press me down
stretching across littered tracks
glowing eyes directing patterns
the constant stop & go of it all
and the wails...the screams
of injured & dying things
as predator meets unwary prey
I am but one of many
where absolute darkness whispers death
...or worse
be suspicious of beckoning branches
stay the...
#anxiety
#dark
#city #confessional
#city #confessional
206 reads
7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
22nd May 2022 9:16am
22nd May 2022 9:16am
The International
We live in the age of the dimming wit
Where hearth holy flames of domestic bliss
Are all too often...algorithmically split
In consternation to the neutral Swiss
Who every day display the peaceful way
To model behavior for all to see
(Whether you are straight or savagely gay)
When Geneva is on a convention spree;
Where chocolate is great and the wine first rate
On every hotel floor diplomatic...
With official Red Cross cookies of state
By pastry chefs...ably programmatic,
And the coffee cups are all heaped with foam
Perking...
Where hearth holy flames of domestic bliss
Are all too often...algorithmically split
In consternation to the neutral Swiss
Who every day display the peaceful way
To model behavior for all to see
(Whether you are straight or savagely gay)
When Geneva is on a convention spree;
Where chocolate is great and the wine first rate
On every hotel floor diplomatic...
With official Red Cross cookies of state
By pastry chefs...ably programmatic,
And the coffee cups are all heaped with foam
Perking...
#city
#earth
#utopia
#redemption
#philosophical
257 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 2:18pm
6th Nov 2024 2:18pm
Uncrossing
Silent screams on the asphalt,
life that stops in the blink of an eye.
A feathered dream falls,
a hairy hope falls,
lost in the blur of the floor.
The road, cold and indifferent judge,
echoes in so much absence
with legs and wings,
that once vibrated
in the sweet embrace of nature.
The pain remains
in tire tracks,
a testimony to the fleeting life
and the cruel intersections
of human haste
and wild innocence.
life that stops in the blink of an eye.
A feathered dream falls,
a hairy hope falls,
lost in the blur of the floor.
The road, cold and indifferent judge,
echoes in so much absence
with legs and wings,
that once vibrated
in the sweet embrace of nature.
The pain remains
in tire tracks,
a testimony to the fleeting life
and the cruel intersections
of human haste
and wild innocence.
#city
#disappointment
#murder
#nature
#regret
85 reads
6 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
13th Mar 2021 9:27pm
13th Mar 2021 9:27pm
~Au-burn-ing Fluoresce Brown Terracottized- 'Tea'ing Soulfuel
marches ahead in zealous heat kilns
ablaze as t(w)inkling killer bullet irises...
[-those dubious program~ webbed illusional walls
-of constant grimacing robotic makeup bulldozers
-in twisted existential gorges abuzz with bombastic lies.. ]
...their simplistic unitary focussing glints of earthern organic graininess
...of truthful molar tannins & theobromine actives in 'tea'ing astringence
busts the sizzly day's 34 to even 50 of a Sahara's steamy heat ...
ablaze as t(w)inkling killer bullet irises...
[-those dubious program~ webbed illusional walls
-of constant grimacing robotic makeup bulldozers
-in twisted existential gorges abuzz with bombastic lies.. ]
...their simplistic unitary focussing glints of earthern organic graininess
...of truthful molar tannins & theobromine actives in 'tea'ing astringence
busts the sizzly day's 34 to even 50 of a Sahara's steamy heat ...
#love
#city
#summer
#nostalgia
#tea
493 reads
4 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 8:12pm
1st Dec 2024 8:12pm
before i reach town
before i
reach town,
i passed
large fields
of pastures,
the green
embraced
inside
fence lines,
and trees
lining the
roadside,
looking like
telephone
poles,
the string
weaved
in between
them, holding
everything
together,
and now,
the dirt
under my
feet becomes
asphalt,
the cows
and pastures
become
people and
buildings.
reach town,
i passed
large fields
of pastures,
the green
embraced
inside
fence lines,
and trees
lining the
roadside,
looking like
telephone
poles,
the string
weaved
in between
them, holding
everything
together,
and now,
the dirt
under my
feet becomes
asphalt,
the cows
and pastures
become
people and
buildings.
#city
#environment
#freedom
60 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 4:15am
15th Jan 2025 4:15am
Station Break
Action, sex, drama, follow the drugs and the money. A cat and mouse game to take over the empire the Nun Runner rules without regards.
Engage your mind in the revenue found on the streets of New York, a gun battle on the strip of Miami, and discreet sex in China town. All this awaits you in the Epic thriller of the Nun Runner's story.
Brought To You By Another K Production™
Engage your mind in the revenue found on the streets of New York, a gun battle on the strip of Miami, and discreet sex in China town. All this awaits you in the Epic thriller of the Nun Runner's story.
Brought To You By Another K Production™
#city
#drugs
132 reads
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 00:52am
27th Dec 2024 00:52am
they weren’t always that dark, nights
streets were never really that
dark thoughts were all in my
head and in my eyes
were neon lights and
lamp posts of a city around which
I once used to walk
dark thoughts were all in my
head and in my eyes
were neon lights and
lamp posts of a city around which
I once used to walk
#city
#night
63 reads
4 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
13th Jan 2023 4:16pm
13th Jan 2023 4:16pm
Blindsided
Dark in the city shines our girl
combat boots in summertime
bringing the fire to all things new
sunrise and untapped love
she's all ideas and possibilities
never pausing to grasp reality
you stepped right into her fast track
unprepared
and now scorched earth is where you stand
caught up in her orbit
sunburned without a plan
blindsided
And she shines so bright
you were blindsided
Under the chaos shines our girl
gritting her teeth in wintertime
daring the fire to shelter her
midnight...
combat boots in summertime
bringing the fire to all things new
sunrise and untapped love
she's all ideas and possibilities
never pausing to grasp reality
you stepped right into her fast track
unprepared
and now scorched earth is where you stand
caught up in her orbit
sunburned without a plan
blindsided
And she shines so bright
you were blindsided
Under the chaos shines our girl
gritting her teeth in wintertime
daring the fire to shelter her
midnight...
#love
#city
#fire
#music
#passion
607 reads
23 Comments
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