Fall Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#fall
PAR
Poem Published
17th Feb 2024 12:02pm
17th Feb 2024 12:02pm
Delicious Corpse
I was bold enough
to give my contempt to the occasion.
There's a call grabbing attention
I hate any love
which means servitude,
that is in a programming grid,
announcing dates and times
as criminal sentences.
I undo the ties
and the bright smiles of commitment,
and the equipment that fits
like a clown costume;
I look like a clown,
and I resent the song
but I love dancing
which leads straight to the bed,
where laughter is always welcome.
Role invitations appear
like death sentences by the...
to give my contempt to the occasion.
There's a call grabbing attention
I hate any love
which means servitude,
that is in a programming grid,
announcing dates and times
as criminal sentences.
I undo the ties
and the bright smiles of commitment,
and the equipment that fits
like a clown costume;
I look like a clown,
and I resent the song
but I love dancing
which leads straight to the bed,
where laughter is always welcome.
Role invitations appear
like death sentences by the...
#lust
#fall
#mirror
#confessional
#myself
147 reads
5 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 10:06pm
30th Jan 2024 10:06pm
seasons of the earth
a galactic journey
"While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and
heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not
cease."—Genesis 8:22
were there not twelve mensajes in my book
when, on that silent january morn,
the mountains bade me take a solemn look
at how the seasons of the earth were born?
the chilly winds a path made for the spring,
their passions melting in the radiant sun,
as pregnant birds and flowers on the wing
rejoiced to know the banquet had begun.
...
"While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and
heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not
cease."—Genesis 8:22
were there not twelve mensajes in my book
when, on that silent january morn,
the mountains bade me take a solemn look
at how the seasons of the earth were born?
the chilly winds a path made for the spring,
their passions melting in the radiant sun,
as pregnant birds and flowers on the wing
rejoiced to know the banquet had begun.
...
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#MovingOn
115 reads
0 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
11th Jan 2024 12:17pm
11th Jan 2024 12:17pm
Camouflage of autumn
As summer wilts
what was painted shade
hues of green do fade
the equinox bring
autunms cold kakai
spells the end, of summers party
canopy, shimmering in,
mellow splays, uplight by
winds violins, undressesed
the autunms crinoline
tirades, fall, its music blessed
confettied leaves, the trees divest
the feelings born, we mistrust
we camouflage beneath our crust
what was painted shade
hues of green do fade
the equinox bring
autunms cold kakai
spells the end, of summers party
canopy, shimmering in,
mellow splays, uplight by
winds violins, undressesed
the autunms crinoline
tirades, fall, its music blessed
confettied leaves, the trees divest
the feelings born, we mistrust
we camouflage beneath our crust
#fall
95 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
8th Jan 2024 4:50pm
8th Jan 2024 4:50pm
Blizzards
because you are the opposite
from my other side
turned inside out
autumn's cold khaki
that clicks below
of the heels
elbows hurt
and hands slip
on door handles
abrasive mouth
kissing the back of my neck
because you are autumn
of my other skin
burned by a blizzard
autumn without shades of blue.
from my other side
turned inside out
autumn's cold khaki
that clicks below
of the heels
elbows hurt
and hands slip
on door handles
abrasive mouth
kissing the back of my neck
because you are autumn
of my other skin
burned by a blizzard
autumn without shades of blue.
#fall
#snow
#mirror
#art
#emotions
109 reads
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
7th Jan 2024 12:33pm
7th Jan 2024 12:33pm
Pastoral Delight
pastoral delight
Poesy is the moo of the cow
And the bleat of the sheep
The caw of the crow
And the hiss of the creep
Poesy is the hush in the forest
And the thunder of the tempest
Fear in the trees that whoosh
Crickets lying low in the bush
And when the weather is heat
In the pastures you hear the bleat
When the sky is azure blue and neat
The walk invites you to stretch your feet
Come along hear nature's real poesy
cement walls reflect only morbid heresy...
Poesy is the moo of the cow
And the bleat of the sheep
The caw of the crow
And the hiss of the creep
Poesy is the hush in the forest
And the thunder of the tempest
Fear in the trees that whoosh
Crickets lying low in the bush
And when the weather is heat
In the pastures you hear the bleat
When the sky is azure blue and neat
The walk invites you to stretch your feet
Come along hear nature's real poesy
cement walls reflect only morbid heresy...
#summer
#fall
#spring
#morning
#dawn
113 reads
0 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
26th Nov 2023 6:16pm
26th Nov 2023 6:16pm
Autumnal Flow
crystalline ice flowing beneath
azure atmosphere living art
painter streaking stroking leisurely
creating erasing recreating adapting
autumn scented breeze cooling
yellowing leaves flutter falling
settling insulating brown earth
beneath flowing crystalline ice
azure atmosphere living art
painter streaking stroking leisurely
creating erasing recreating adapting
autumn scented breeze cooling
yellowing leaves flutter falling
settling insulating brown earth
beneath flowing crystalline ice
#trees
#fall
#wind #nature
#wind #nature
119 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2023 00:32am
22nd Nov 2023 00:32am
Nightfall
There's nothing like November sun,
if billows will allow,
when westerlies are on the run
before the schooner prow...
as if to race the chariot,
at Apollo's command,
in beauty multivariate
above the sea and land.
And by the blaze of stellar beams
old autumn dies in gold
to set the tone for winter dreams
in polar vortex cold;
that deepest cold, where Phoebus sleeps,
and skies turn chasm blue
when argent tinsel starlight creeps...
into empyreal view!
if billows will allow,
when westerlies are on the run
before the schooner prow...
as if to race the chariot,
at Apollo's command,
in beauty multivariate
above the sea and land.
And by the blaze of stellar beams
old autumn dies in gold
to set the tone for winter dreams
in polar vortex cold;
that deepest cold, where Phoebus sleeps,
and skies turn chasm blue
when argent tinsel starlight creeps...
into empyreal view!
#sun
#sky
#fall #night
#fall #night
181 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
7th Nov 2023 1:09am
7th Nov 2023 1:09am
An Atmospheric River
It's never too soon on days like today
to energize all of the party lights
and watch the lingering leaves blow away
in vortical El Nino flights...
where, in with the fresh air and rain,
spins new activity of thought
unwinding that twist in my brain
which the Halloween candy had brought.
So now I watch the clouds come and go,
like kisses supplying anew,
the reasons for the future to grow
even when skies are no longer blue...
but tinged here and there with an evening...
to energize all of the party lights
and watch the lingering leaves blow away
in vortical El Nino flights...
where, in with the fresh air and rain,
spins new activity of thought
unwinding that twist in my brain
which the Halloween candy had brought.
So now I watch the clouds come and go,
like kisses supplying anew,
the reasons for the future to grow
even when skies are no longer blue...
but tinged here and there with an evening...
#sea
#sky
#clouds
#fall
#water
231 reads
11 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
31st Oct 2023 12:59pm
31st Oct 2023 12:59pm
Luna Orionid
Across the zenith she progressed
with proud Orion just below
and in the full sky angel glow
slowly turning forever west,
through straying whiffs of vapored air,
imperceptibly suspended
in a matrix, halo splendid,
where only proper spirits dare
to slow the hunter's meteors...
blazing through diaphanous gold
and quenched in stratospheric cold,
like honey on plasmatic smores!
Which all the gods are sure to eat
since constellations need no meat:)
with proud Orion just below
and in the full sky angel glow
slowly turning forever west,
through straying whiffs of vapored air,
imperceptibly suspended
in a matrix, halo splendid,
where only proper spirits dare
to slow the hunter's meteors...
blazing through diaphanous gold
and quenched in stratospheric cold,
like honey on plasmatic smores!
Which all the gods are sure to eat
since constellations need no meat:)
#moon
#fall
#night #Halloween
#night #Halloween
178 reads
6 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
31st Oct 2023 11:41am
31st Oct 2023 11:41am
Mood**Sexual**Scorpio**Rising .....
Hopeless
Harmless
Autumn baby
Supremely sexual
Disappointment rising
Scorpio
Moody
Goes after what he wants
Never ceases
Humor
Satire
Marks
Harmless
Autumn baby
Supremely sexual
Disappointment rising
Scorpio
Moody
Goes after what he wants
Never ceases
Humor
Satire
Marks
#sex
#fall
#astrology
#StreamOfConsciousness
#ThrillSeeking
231 reads
23 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2023 9:28pm
22nd Oct 2023 9:28pm
Autumn Tenderness
Maybe it's the cooler weather
Sliding in next to you to warm up
One touch leads to another
A poem is born
Lately I'm thinking about you
Do you live alone ?
I wonder what you do for tenderness?
I'm not talking about sex
We'll get to that later
There's something about you
Fire, vulnerability and autumn at dusk
We'll make that soup
It's pretty spicy but just the right burn
Some good bread and Octoberfest beer
A toasty lager and centerline balance
You can't go wrong
I'm thinking about you more...
Sliding in next to you to warm up
One touch leads to another
A poem is born
Lately I'm thinking about you
Do you live alone ?
I wonder what you do for tenderness?
I'm not talking about sex
We'll get to that later
There's something about you
Fire, vulnerability and autumn at dusk
We'll make that soup
It's pretty spicy but just the right burn
Some good bread and Octoberfest beer
A toasty lager and centerline balance
You can't go wrong
I'm thinking about you more...
#fall
#WritingPoetry
#StreamOfConsciousness
326 reads
41 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
21st Oct 2023 11:22pm
21st Oct 2023 11:22pm
Autumn in Phoenix
Vibrant reds and yellows
swaths of orange
streak the sky
in a valley of millions
sunset air pollution
at least its pretty
brisk breezes of Fall
crisp red apples
earthy cider wafts
of cloves and cinnamon
hay rides under warm blankets
seasonal pleasures
enjoyed by those further north
glad at least some get to experience them
this time of year
is an arborial fashion show
change in the air
the promise of snow
but not here
and I'm...
swaths of orange
streak the sky
in a valley of millions
sunset air pollution
at least its pretty
brisk breezes of Fall
crisp red apples
earthy cider wafts
of cloves and cinnamon
hay rides under warm blankets
seasonal pleasures
enjoyed by those further north
glad at least some get to experience them
this time of year
is an arborial fashion show
change in the air
the promise of snow
but not here
and I'm...
#city
#fall
#desert
263 reads
15 Comments
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