Long Poems About College
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Long poems about college. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2021 2:37pm
3rd Feb 2021 2:37pm
Chance Meeting and Massage
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#family
#college
392 reads
1 Comment
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2021 2:15pm
3rd Feb 2021 2:15pm
Chance Meeting
#sex
#erotic
#family
#memories
#college
711 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Nov 2020 6:24pm
17th Nov 2020 6:24pm
Relying On Self-Acceptance While Validating My Self-Worth
I am so fatigue today… my sex life has plateaued, well since last Friday. I have been studying until my brain is going to pop… how in the world I am in my last year of college, and it’s hard as hell.
I have some stern professors, unfortunately all females this semester, who goes by the book, no grade curves, and no key words in the problematic narratives when test taking, which so happens to be one page long in duration. Nothing related to what you have studied to the lateral where you can attempt to come up with an accurate conclusion, or let alone guess.
...
I have some stern professors, unfortunately all females this semester, who goes by the book, no grade curves, and no key words in the problematic narratives when test taking, which so happens to be one page long in duration. Nothing related to what you have studied to the lateral where you can attempt to come up with an accurate conclusion, or let alone guess.
...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
#SelfWorth
#college
522 reads
14 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
5th Sep 2020 5:31am
5th Sep 2020 5:31am
Mm.. You Have Honey
#lust
#erotic
#lover
#passion
#college
887 reads
31 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Jul 2020 2:45am
13th Jul 2020 2:45am
Black Rose of Penitence - Rewrite
Black Rose of Penitence
This is a junior college where I am an instructor for young pianist, flutist, and organist who birth notes with fingers on fire. During their practice sessions, I just melt in my soma zone while they strum my heart with the music of the Gods.
The young ladies chatter like Chickadees with gentlemen in a college-lyceum where Bach can’t compete with green grass and blue skies. So we follow the...
This is a junior college where I am an instructor for young pianist, flutist, and organist who birth notes with fingers on fire. During their practice sessions, I just melt in my soma zone while they strum my heart with the music of the Gods.
The young ladies chatter like Chickadees with gentlemen in a college-lyceum where Bach can’t compete with green grass and blue skies. So we follow the...
#college
#loneliness
#friendship #LifeGoals
#friendship #LifeGoals
402 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
21st May 2020 7:49am
21st May 2020 7:49am
Mayan Mystique II
Mayan Mystique II
She says, “When the lights went out, I planned to pursue a Ph.D. in Mayan linguistics.”
“What was your thesis statement?”
“There is a manuscript from the Yucatán known as ‘Ritual of the Bacabs’ that speaks poetically of lovemaking. The ancient author says, ‘I dip, my wick with the petals of she who gave birth to you and the stamen of he who planted your seed. Thou art the yearning of the offspring of the womb, the pining of the progeny of the seed planters. Amen.’ I extrapolated from this that for Mayans...
She says, “When the lights went out, I planned to pursue a Ph.D. in Mayan linguistics.”
“What was your thesis statement?”
“There is a manuscript from the Yucatán known as ‘Ritual of the Bacabs’ that speaks poetically of lovemaking. The ancient author says, ‘I dip, my wick with the petals of she who gave birth to you and the stamen of he who planted your seed. Thou art the yearning of the offspring of the womb, the pining of the progeny of the seed planters. Amen.’ I extrapolated from this that for Mayans...
#love
#romantic
#erotic
#apocalypse
#college
630 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
29th Apr 2020 1:56pm
29th Apr 2020 1:56pm
Soledad
Soledad
With plenty of grey hair to spare my return to academia finds me too old to be there but too emboldened by years not to. But my quest for math is a romantic notion where the fountain of youth is a maiden in whose eyes my insecurities reflect as they did so long ago when my true love saw into my soul.
One fine day I get an A on my algebra exam. The apple of my eye laments her uncharacteristically poor performance on the test. So I hand her mine to answer her uncertainty about a formula. She glowers at me. “You showed me yours to brag about your grade. You are so...
With plenty of grey hair to spare my return to academia finds me too old to be there but too emboldened by years not to. But my quest for math is a romantic notion where the fountain of youth is a maiden in whose eyes my insecurities reflect as they did so long ago when my true love saw into my soul.
One fine day I get an A on my algebra exam. The apple of my eye laments her uncharacteristically poor performance on the test. So I hand her mine to answer her uncertainty about a formula. She glowers at me. “You showed me yours to brag about your grade. You are so...
#romantic
#dreams
#aging #college
#aging #college
455 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Apr 2020 2:31am
15th Apr 2020 2:31am
Devil’s Handmaiden
Devil’s Handmaiden
Honor your parents but disobey them when Bible College means sharing recipes with your girlfriends because a woman’s cunning is in her broth. As if compulsory Chapel isn’t bad enough she is forbidden to do the Charleston in the shower, much less foxtrot with a boy. Even bathing arias are suspect when she reaches for that note in the sky.
Rowena wears her low slung blue jeans for men to confront the undeniable reality of what panties conceal, on her own terms.
Her first dress code violation since high school requires an apparel change because...
Honor your parents but disobey them when Bible College means sharing recipes with your girlfriends because a woman’s cunning is in her broth. As if compulsory Chapel isn’t bad enough she is forbidden to do the Charleston in the shower, much less foxtrot with a boy. Even bathing arias are suspect when she reaches for that note in the sky.
Rowena wears her low slung blue jeans for men to confront the undeniable reality of what panties conceal, on her own terms.
Her first dress code violation since high school requires an apparel change because...
#religion
#sensual
#college
525 reads
5 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
18th Mar 2020 10:06pm
18th Mar 2020 10:06pm
Shakespearean Twist - Inspirational Rewrite
Shakespearean Twist
She is the priestess with a perk like an espresso served with a lilt to deflect pupil ennui; a sonneteer she sheaves her sentences into bushels with the Bard the main attraction. Except for the two women in their roaring twenties who sit like bookshelves with me the hardback wedged between. The belles thumb through the essay in my lap to glean the gold of an older scholar.
Their ladyfingers leaf through the notebook. With each flutter of paper, their touch penetrates into my zippered ziggurat like cuneiform on my clay rod. Lest my...
She is the priestess with a perk like an espresso served with a lilt to deflect pupil ennui; a sonneteer she sheaves her sentences into bushels with the Bard the main attraction. Except for the two women in their roaring twenties who sit like bookshelves with me the hardback wedged between. The belles thumb through the essay in my lap to glean the gold of an older scholar.
Their ladyfingers leaf through the notebook. With each flutter of paper, their touch penetrates into my zippered ziggurat like cuneiform on my clay rod. Lest my...
#erotic
#sexy
#WilliamShakespeare #college
#WilliamShakespeare #college
560 reads
8 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
25th Nov 2019 3:07pm
25th Nov 2019 3:07pm
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#science
#PowerOfWords
#learning
#PopCulture
#college
568 reads
17 Comments
DecipherMe
Poem Published
29th Nov 2017 4:34am
29th Nov 2017 4:34am
Poem of Several Secrets
In 2013, my oldest brother died from shrapnel wounds sheared through his natural being, fish fillet of a meat of chest.
The air was light to me in Arkansas until I passed on my first day of college to attend a sudden wake. Though, in heavy condensation, Paktia was blown,
ringing. Just one bomb and unprickled ears by the reception that saw no kill,
only bled from the unknown.
They returned in a week, in coffins and dark bloated bodies.
I did not know him well beyond ten fingers of...
The air was light to me in Arkansas until I passed on my first day of college to attend a sudden wake. Though, in heavy condensation, Paktia was blown,
ringing. Just one bomb and unprickled ears by the reception that saw no kill,
only bled from the unknown.
They returned in a week, in coffins and dark bloated bodies.
I did not know him well beyond ten fingers of...
#dark
#school
#historical #college
#historical #college
537 reads
0 Comments
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