Poems About Dreams Seeking Honest Critique
#dreams
Poems about dreams seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
bignp
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 9:45am
3rd Feb 2025 9:45am
ode to a dream
I had a dream.
Not of grandeur or poverty.
Power or flight.
Race nor riot.
A dream of waking.
endlessly waking.
Sometimes sitting up in bed…
Then just waking.
Am I still there?
I may never know.
Or soon be there.
When the alarm's blare ends.
Not of grandeur or poverty.
Power or flight.
Race nor riot.
A dream of waking.
endlessly waking.
Sometimes sitting up in bed…
Then just waking.
Am I still there?
I may never know.
Or soon be there.
When the alarm's blare ends.
#dreams
#frustration
#night #sleep
#night #sleep
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4 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 5:27pm
29th Jan 2025 5:27pm
My "Ea" Series: Chapter III. The Great Music of Creation (continuation - 3)
In a clash of wrath that disobeyed
and unholiest display of power,
Melkor, in the dawn of early decay,
was rather deluded like a coward.
Angrily, the Ainur lost his vision,
passionate about his part,
he forgot it was Divinest Reason
that determined the heart.
Melkor tried so desperate to win.
The first ignition of eternal hatred,
yet is was a lesson, original sin,
for all would return to the Sacred.
So the first attempt was chatter,
prolonging the tones of the song,
yet every time he tried to alter ...
and unholiest display of power,
Melkor, in the dawn of early decay,
was rather deluded like a coward.
Angrily, the Ainur lost his vision,
passionate about his part,
he forgot it was Divinest Reason
that determined the heart.
Melkor tried so desperate to win.
The first ignition of eternal hatred,
yet is was a lesson, original sin,
for all would return to the Sacred.
So the first attempt was chatter,
prolonging the tones of the song,
yet every time he tried to alter ...
#dreams
#God
#JRRTolkien
#music
#spiritual
61 reads
7 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 11:50pm
28th Jan 2025 11:50pm
Tree's
I don’t know why, but I love the trees
When their leaves have all departed,
Their bare branches, reaching,
Speak more to me than the
green that was once was established.
I’m here to plant a seed,
Though its roots may never take,
The seed must choose to grow or fade,
As the trees choose when to break.
In winter, they surrender,
Only to awaken with the spring,
So many trees out here today
stand without leaves—
How beautiful is their quiet contribution.
NP
When their leaves have all departed,
Their bare branches, reaching,
Speak more to me than the
green that was once was established.
I’m here to plant a seed,
Though its roots may never take,
The seed must choose to grow or fade,
As the trees choose when to break.
In winter, they surrender,
Only to awaken with the spring,
So many trees out here today
stand without leaves—
How beautiful is their quiet contribution.
NP
#dreams
#evolution
#LifeAsAWriter
#nature
#trees
62 reads
0 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
THE ADVENTURE OF STUMPY AND THE DUMPSTER BOY
A three legged dog with brown curly fur waited in the alleyway.
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
#dogs
#dreams
#nightmares
72 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 1:07pm
26th Jan 2025 1:07pm
The Wish
My heart is for you
When I opened up my eyes
I wish you were mine
When I opened up my eyes
I wish you were mine
#dreams
#love
#mystery
#sadness
#senryu
142 reads
16 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 5:46pm
23rd Jan 2025 5:46pm
Dreamscape #87
The night is soundless and soft
The horse’s hooves
Fall Rhythmic
Gently clobbering the dusty grass
The journey is nearly over
Ahead a sparse cluster of pine trees
Lit up by a waning moon.
The horse carries me
Though his back is tired.
I get off and lead him through the trees
A SHIMMERING LIGHT
The moon swims upon the lake
I lead the horse to its edge and he drinks
I take the load off the horse
I take my rod from the saddlebag and set up a line
I make a fire from dead wood
The smoke smells of her ...
The horse’s hooves
Fall Rhythmic
Gently clobbering the dusty grass
The journey is nearly over
Ahead a sparse cluster of pine trees
Lit up by a waning moon.
The horse carries me
Though his back is tired.
I get off and lead him through the trees
A SHIMMERING LIGHT
The moon swims upon the lake
I lead the horse to its edge and he drinks
I take the load off the horse
I take my rod from the saddlebag and set up a line
I make a fire from dead wood
The smoke smells of her ...
#dreams
#fish
78 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 4:38pm
23rd Jan 2025 4:38pm
Two Cats
In the soft glow of evening
two cats lie together.
Their breaths steady
tails gently twitching in dreams.
Their whiskers quiver,
paws knead the air,
murmurs of sleep talk
escape their parted lips.
One purrs deeply,
a sound like distant thunder.
The other replies,
a softer rhythmic hum.
Their bodies rise and fall
with each contented sigh,
In this tranquil moment
all is almost quiet and serene.
You watch over them,
heart swelling with love,
Each sound, each movement, ...
two cats lie together.
Their breaths steady
tails gently twitching in dreams.
Their whiskers quiver,
paws knead the air,
murmurs of sleep talk
escape their parted lips.
One purrs deeply,
a sound like distant thunder.
The other replies,
a softer rhythmic hum.
Their bodies rise and fall
with each contented sigh,
In this tranquil moment
all is almost quiet and serene.
You watch over them,
heart swelling with love,
Each sound, each movement, ...
#beauty
#cats
#dreams
#love
#sleep
91 reads
8 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 2:49pm
19th Jan 2025 2:49pm
A Night in the Museum
I was attending a meeting
hosting a keynote speaker
whom I did not know
During the presentation
the internet connection was lost
and I found myself sitting
next to the speaker
discussing potential options
for a better connection
A fundraiser was suggested
while he politely asked
if I was a Sociologist
At that time, the host
a gangly old man, obviously
frustrated by our discourse
abruptly blurted out:
"We don't use oracle cards...
hosting a keynote speaker
whom I did not know
During the presentation
the internet connection was lost
and I found myself sitting
next to the speaker
discussing potential options
for a better connection
A fundraiser was suggested
while he politely asked
if I was a Sociologist
At that time, the host
a gangly old man, obviously
frustrated by our discourse
abruptly blurted out:
"We don't use oracle cards...
#dreams
#religion
#spiritual #universe
#spiritual #universe
268 reads
13 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 00:21am
19th Jan 2025 00:21am
The sea of you
Light now fading
cold invading
diving deep
in the sea of you
Coal and pressure
emerging
in the purity of form
The diamond of your soul
illuminating
life
chasing dreams
rising from the depths
seeking the facets
of your being
A seashell held to the ear
sings of faith
and promises clues
cold pervades
darkness dissuades
where love begin to fade
Memories are the crucible
in ocean depths
our coal under pressure ...
cold invading
diving deep
in the sea of you
Coal and pressure
emerging
in the purity of form
The diamond of your soul
illuminating
life
chasing dreams
rising from the depths
seeking the facets
of your being
A seashell held to the ear
sings of faith
and promises clues
cold pervades
darkness dissuades
where love begin to fade
Memories are the crucible
in ocean depths
our coal under pressure ...
#dreams
#escape
#love
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0 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 9:05pm
16th Jan 2025 9:05pm
A Poem for My Ex-wife
Ping Ling, what made you love me the way you did?
You didn’t hesitate to say yes the evening I proposed to you.
And you quickly put the engagement ring on your finger.
You knew that I loved you as must as you loved me.
We vowed to stay with each other until death separated us.
Never did we think our marriage would end in divorce.
Though many years have passed, I won’t stop missing you.
I’ll still love you, no matter how long we stay apart.
Every time I look at our wedding picture, my heart aches for you.
When we became one flesh,...
You didn’t hesitate to say yes the evening I proposed to you.
And you quickly put the engagement ring on your finger.
You knew that I loved you as must as you loved me.
We vowed to stay with each other until death separated us.
Never did we think our marriage would end in divorce.
Though many years have passed, I won’t stop missing you.
I’ll still love you, no matter how long we stay apart.
Every time I look at our wedding picture, my heart aches for you.
When we became one flesh,...
#beauty
#dreams
#love
#marriage
#memories
116 reads
3 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 11:39am
16th Jan 2025 11:39am
A Sex Fantasy Set To Music
While listening to
some music by
Whitesnake, Julie
enjoyed watching
Kevin hump her.
But when the
music stopped,
Julie's alone.
some music by
Whitesnake, Julie
enjoyed watching
Kevin hump her.
But when the
music stopped,
Julie's alone.
#dreams
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#friendship
#sex
170 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 11:01am
15th Jan 2025 11:01am
DAMN!
I ran my tongue up and down her thighs
They were as smooth as warm glass
Her flesh was taut over her muscles
I never wanted to stop
She pulled my head to her hips
Her fingers stroked the back of my neck
I heard her moan as she grounded herself into my face
She tasted so good
I was about too...
I woke up
They were as smooth as warm glass
Her flesh was taut over her muscles
I never wanted to stop
She pulled my head to her hips
Her fingers stroked the back of my neck
I heard her moan as she grounded herself into my face
She tasted so good
I was about too...
I woke up
#dirty
#dreams
#erotic
#lust
#satirical
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