Poems About Culture Seeking Honest Critique
#culture
Poems about culture seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
PAR
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 4:28pm
16th Jan 2025 4:28pm
A triad of landscapes
While I can't draw maps,
let's imagine an alternate world where
Paraguay, Angola and Romania share borders.
Picture a landmass reshaped
by a mystical force, bringing together
diverse landscapes and cultures.
Angola's western coastline,
with its rich African heritage,
now meets the vibrant heart
of South America's Paraguay.
Together, they are connected
to Romania, bringing in the charm
of Eastern Europe.
This fictional world creates
a tapestry of unique traditions,
languages and histories...
let's imagine an alternate world where
Paraguay, Angola and Romania share borders.
Picture a landmass reshaped
by a mystical force, bringing together
diverse landscapes and cultures.
Angola's western coastline,
with its rich African heritage,
now meets the vibrant heart
of South America's Paraguay.
Together, they are connected
to Romania, bringing in the charm
of Eastern Europe.
This fictional world creates
a tapestry of unique traditions,
languages and histories...
#culture
#evolution
#power
#PowerOfWords
#tradition
104 reads
10 Comments
michaelslove2
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 9:26am
14th Jan 2025 9:26am
"Light...Hovers"
"Light...Hovers"
Light...hovers.
An obtuse rectangle in the sky.
People crane back their heads,
looking, wondering, maybe even weeping.
Some asking, waiting for a reply.
Light...hovers.
Twisting...turning...melding.
A different shape to all who choose to view.
Ingrained into the deepest self.
What could, what should, what did/I didn't do?
I look in consternation.
Images shaping for me high above.
I see the past as I have learned,
lessons strangled by said glove.
Light...hovers. ...
Light...hovers.
An obtuse rectangle in the sky.
People crane back their heads,
looking, wondering, maybe even weeping.
Some asking, waiting for a reply.
Light...hovers.
Twisting...turning...melding.
A different shape to all who choose to view.
Ingrained into the deepest self.
What could, what should, what did/I didn't do?
I look in consternation.
Images shaping for me high above.
I see the past as I have learned,
lessons strangled by said glove.
Light...hovers. ...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#culture
#evolution
#morality
65 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 5:03am
11th Jan 2025 5:03am
Eagle sails Above
Took over their house
Eagle fans stand tall and proud in the crowd push me a tush you can’t stop me
Flying a silver bird into Hollywood
Land on asphalt play on lab grown grass
Look across the stadium all I see is Kelly green
I can’t see Jack Nicholson in the front row
Stars scattered about not paying attention
To what is going on an Eagle sails above
As a Ram gets lost in the defense
Hurts me soo good
Hurts me soo good
Saquon is so good in Hollywood
Saquon is not...
Eagle fans stand tall and proud in the crowd push me a tush you can’t stop me
Flying a silver bird into Hollywood
Land on asphalt play on lab grown grass
Look across the stadium all I see is Kelly green
I can’t see Jack Nicholson in the front row
Stars scattered about not paying attention
To what is going on an Eagle sails above
As a Ram gets lost in the defense
Hurts me soo good
Hurts me soo good
Saquon is so good in Hollywood
Saquon is not...
#culture
#motivational
#sports #tradition
#sports #tradition
81 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 2:38am
10th Jan 2025 2:38am
The Dance of the King's Daughter
In the forest deep, the moonlight glows,
The princess dances, free from care,
A song of joy the wind bestows.
Knights stand still, the evening’s air,
Her laughter rises, wild and clear
In the forest deep, the moonlight glows.
The Nøkken stirs beneath the water’s lair,
His heart is moved, a longing dear.
A song of joy the wind bestows.
He calls a steed, a creature fair,
To steal her heart, to claim her near,
In the forest deep, the moonlight glows.
She rides with...
The princess dances, free from care,
A song of joy the wind bestows.
Knights stand still, the evening’s air,
Her laughter rises, wild and clear
In the forest deep, the moonlight glows.
The Nøkken stirs beneath the water’s lair,
His heart is moved, a longing dear.
A song of joy the wind bestows.
He calls a steed, a creature fair,
To steal her heart, to claim her near,
In the forest deep, the moonlight glows.
She rides with...
#culture
#mythology
#spiritual #tradition
#spiritual #tradition
100 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 11:51am
8th Jan 2025 11:51am
Bears
In the dense forests, bears roam curiously,
their heavy paws tread softly.
Ancient survival rituals.
Marked trees, scratched bark, sustenance.
They move with grace despite their size.
Instincts honed over millennia.
Mothers protecting their young, teaching them to fish,
climbing, seeking shelter.
But the world is changing,
the forests are becoming thinner,
the ice is melting,
the seasons are changing,
their habitats are shrinking,
food sources are dwindling,
invisible borders are approaching, ...
their heavy paws tread softly.
Ancient survival rituals.
Marked trees, scratched bark, sustenance.
They move with grace despite their size.
Instincts honed over millennia.
Mothers protecting their young, teaching them to fish,
climbing, seeking shelter.
But the world is changing,
the forests are becoming thinner,
the ice is melting,
the seasons are changing,
their habitats are shrinking,
food sources are dwindling,
invisible borders are approaching, ...
#animals
#culture
#faith
#nature
#spiritual
97 reads
9 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 5:01am
8th Jan 2025 5:01am
Joy in Stone
Joy in stone
Bridges stand like Colossus of Rhodes
Seven wonder of ancient worlds
Take abuse and wind and rain
But they stand tall all over us
See some tagger about to do some blasphemy
Sacrilegious History
These sands of time rise above
He won’t let it be defaced
It’s like time says take a timeout
Pieces of art designed to transport
The past into the present
How can a young fool do the deed
While Banksy says
Make ‘em smile While they piss
Fields of history used by so many to say little ...
Bridges stand like Colossus of Rhodes
Seven wonder of ancient worlds
Take abuse and wind and rain
But they stand tall all over us
See some tagger about to do some blasphemy
Sacrilegious History
These sands of time rise above
He won’t let it be defaced
It’s like time says take a timeout
Pieces of art designed to transport
The past into the present
How can a young fool do the deed
While Banksy says
Make ‘em smile While they piss
Fields of history used by so many to say little ...
#art
#beauty
#culture
50 reads
0 Comments
imortalone
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 1:51am
5th Jan 2025 1:51am
Hachi Ju Hachi - Mariachi Kobans in Outerspace. imort imo demo tracks - song 2 official lyrics
This is the link to my goth 2024 imort imo demo tracks.
https://open.spotify.com/album/07r9T8cAGHEPbG2eGqGi8p?si=3fxld6myRgSDHcBtcb-pcQ
My Hyper follow
https://hyperfollow.com/imortalone
Also my Brand New 22 page dragon list
https://ko-fi.com/s/059c907329
Hachi Ju Hachi
By Professor Prestome Ungyobrock
Sodosure Imortalone Hukyuu Shimasho.
A dying punk who never had immortality.
Gensu Dake No issyo Ni. CyberTech Nobas Ta
Personally need 2 be more inhuman
Still falling. Still dying.
Unque...
https://open.spotify.com/album/07r9T8cAGHEPbG2eGqGi8p?si=3fxld6myRgSDHcBtcb-pcQ
My Hyper follow
https://hyperfollow.com/imortalone
Also my Brand New 22 page dragon list
https://ko-fi.com/s/059c907329
Hachi Ju Hachi
By Professor Prestome Ungyobrock
Sodosure Imortalone Hukyuu Shimasho.
A dying punk who never had immortality.
Gensu Dake No issyo Ni. CyberTech Nobas Ta
Personally need 2 be more inhuman
Still falling. Still dying.
Unque...
#culture
#gothic
#inspirational
#scifi
#universe
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0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 2:11am
10th Dec 2024 2:11am
Sitting on a Tree (In Nippon)
Sittin on a tree (in Nippon)
Fungi glows green
High in a tree
In sweet Japan
Land of shogun
Backed by samurai in the
Island of emperors
Koi in the pond and
Porcelain kimonos
Kamikaze divine wind with
Kabuki dance and martial arts
Origami with Geisha girls
Green tea sushi sake’…don’t forget ramen
Naruto and Godzilla with Pokémon
Sumo hits a baseball
Manga chasing Anime
Kobe beef so tender and savory
Sapporo had Olympics and a beer museum
A wise...
Fungi glows green
High in a tree
In sweet Japan
Land of shogun
Backed by samurai in the
Island of emperors
Koi in the pond and
Porcelain kimonos
Kamikaze divine wind with
Kabuki dance and martial arts
Origami with Geisha girls
Green tea sushi sake’…don’t forget ramen
Naruto and Godzilla with Pokémon
Sumo hits a baseball
Manga chasing Anime
Kobe beef so tender and savory
Sapporo had Olympics and a beer museum
A wise...
#beauty
#culture
#identity #tradition
#identity #tradition
66 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 4:06pm
4th Dec 2024 4:06pm
Babuska's sarmale
In a snowy Romanian village, during Christmas cheer,
my Babuska spun tales, both delightful and queer.
The tradition was sarmale, a savory delight,
Cabbage wrapped treasures, cooked all through the night.
Meat and rice nestled in leaves so green,
simmered in tomato, a feast so serene.
But woven in laughter and holiday charms
were Babuska’s stories with their quirky alarms:
"Behave well, dear children, lest you wish to be seen
in the pot with the sarmale, simmering and lean."
The children would giggle, eyes...
my Babuska spun tales, both delightful and queer.
The tradition was sarmale, a savory delight,
Cabbage wrapped treasures, cooked all through the night.
Meat and rice nestled in leaves so green,
simmered in tomato, a feast so serene.
But woven in laughter and holiday charms
were Babuska’s stories with their quirky alarms:
"Behave well, dear children, lest you wish to be seen
in the pot with the sarmale, simmering and lean."
The children would giggle, eyes...
#children
#Christmas
#culture
#family
#narrative
108 reads
9 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 5:56am
4th Dec 2024 5:56am
Reading Victorian ghost stories
Reading Victorian ghost stories
can sometimes leave you wondering,
when authors say that what she said
when haunting yonder glen
cannot be written down ‘til dead,
because it be wrought with unpleasantries
unfit for ears that need guiding.
But from the vantage point of “modern day”
I cannot really say if what D Dinglet said,
as Parson spoke to her (the upright Cornishman
misled, perhaps, by some prudish morality)
was truly horrible - that she was murdered, say,
or forced upon by him she claims wronged her.
Or if she simply...
can sometimes leave you wondering,
when authors say that what she said
when haunting yonder glen
cannot be written down ‘til dead,
because it be wrought with unpleasantries
unfit for ears that need guiding.
But from the vantage point of “modern day”
I cannot really say if what D Dinglet said,
as Parson spoke to her (the upright Cornishman
misled, perhaps, by some prudish morality)
was truly horrible - that she was murdered, say,
or forced upon by him she claims wronged her.
Or if she simply...
#culture
#ghosts
#historical #morality
#historical #morality
115 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 8:00pm
3rd Dec 2024 8:00pm
1999, the birth of the modern hipster
The hipster of the 21st century are a subculture of people who are already dominant.
They are not your underdogs carving out a place to breathe freely.
The modern day hipster aligns himself or herself with rebel subculture and with the dominant class.
Thus, the rebel consumer, who rebels against nothing.
The artist who creates no art.
The hipsters who flooded Brooklyn and the entire Western World in the 2000's might look like Bohemians, but they are not.
They are not anti-authoritarian, like other youth subcultures through history. They drink the Kool-Aid...
They are not your underdogs carving out a place to breathe freely.
The modern day hipster aligns himself or herself with rebel subculture and with the dominant class.
Thus, the rebel consumer, who rebels against nothing.
The artist who creates no art.
The hipsters who flooded Brooklyn and the entire Western World in the 2000's might look like Bohemians, but they are not.
They are not anti-authoritarian, like other youth subcultures through history. They drink the Kool-Aid...
#corruption
#culture
#hate
#lies
#money
81 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 11:24pm
30th Nov 2024 11:24pm
Rising Sun
Feeling land of the rising sun
Mornings call me awake
Shake sleep out of me
Sun originates from here
Zu-pang to Nihon
Where the sun rises
Feel a zen when I’m feeling Nippon
Want to tattoo samurai
On my skin
Shogun in my veins
I’m swimming with koi fish
Want to lay on Tatami
Under moonlight
Meditate my pain away
When I think Japanese
I don’t need ancestry.com
To tell me I’m from Mt Fuji
One thing on my bucket list
Turn Japanese
From inside out
I...
Mornings call me awake
Shake sleep out of me
Sun originates from here
Zu-pang to Nihon
Where the sun rises
Feel a zen when I’m feeling Nippon
Want to tattoo samurai
On my skin
Shogun in my veins
I’m swimming with koi fish
Want to lay on Tatami
Under moonlight
Meditate my pain away
When I think Japanese
I don’t need ancestry.com
To tell me I’m from Mt Fuji
One thing on my bucket list
Turn Japanese
From inside out
I...
#culture
#happiness
#tradition #utopia
#tradition #utopia
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