Poems About Feminism Published by Members Recently Online
#feminism
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
Gothic Diary
A single page entry
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
#depression
#dark
#gothic
#MentalHealth
#feminism
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
Gothic Diary
A single page entry
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
#depression
#dark
#gothic
#MentalHealth
#feminism
536 reads
0 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
Gothic Diary
A single page entry
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
#depression
#dark
#gothic
#MentalHealth
#feminism
536 reads
0 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
Gothic Diary
A single page entry
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
#depression
#dark
#gothic
#MentalHealth
#feminism
536 reads
0 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
26th Jul 2020 8:14pm
Gothic Diary
A single page entry
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
could make a novel
of a thousand pages
written in vanity.
Kept out of sight
from tenacious eyes
which claw
its delicate words.
It is the gold kept locked
button by button
within my being.
There is no combination to this safe.
As it is with the soul and mind,
where flesh to flesh, bottom lip to upper lip
is locked as a secret
in my garden of poetry.
Forever harvested
within the keeper’s soul,
if my body dies,
my mortal words succumb.
...
#depression
#dark
#gothic
#MentalHealth
#feminism
536 reads
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Northern_Soul
Poem Published
21st Apr 2024 3:26pm
21st Apr 2024 3:26pm
Hymn to Circles
she folds herself
into fragile origami on the chair
hair draped across her cheek
she talks
of everything and nothing
her tiny paw clutching a stone
that gives her words
permission
to leave her throat
to become truths
to birth from her voice
sometimes I find it difficult
to come here at all and others
I watch her deconstruct gently
revealing pieces of herself
over and over
until
she is lighter somehow
until she...
into fragile origami on the chair
hair draped across her cheek
she talks
of everything and nothing
her tiny paw clutching a stone
that gives her words
permission
to leave her throat
to become truths
to birth from her voice
sometimes I find it difficult
to come here at all and others
I watch her deconstruct gently
revealing pieces of herself
over and over
until
she is lighter somehow
until she...
#feminism
#pagan
#women
187 reads
1 Comment
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
21st Apr 2024 3:26pm
21st Apr 2024 3:26pm
Hymn to Circles
she folds herself
into fragile origami on the chair
hair draped across her cheek
she talks
of everything and nothing
her tiny paw clutching a stone
that gives her words
permission
to leave her throat
to become truths
to birth from her voice
sometimes I find it difficult
to come here at all and others
I watch her deconstruct gently
revealing pieces of herself
over and over
until
she is lighter somehow
until she...
into fragile origami on the chair
hair draped across her cheek
she talks
of everything and nothing
her tiny paw clutching a stone
that gives her words
permission
to leave her throat
to become truths
to birth from her voice
sometimes I find it difficult
to come here at all and others
I watch her deconstruct gently
revealing pieces of herself
over and over
until
she is lighter somehow
until she...
#feminism
#pagan
#women
187 reads
1 Comment
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
21st Apr 2024 3:26pm
21st Apr 2024 3:26pm
Hymn to Circles
she folds herself
into fragile origami on the chair
hair draped across her cheek
she talks
of everything and nothing
her tiny paw clutching a stone
that gives her words
permission
to leave her throat
to become truths
to birth from her voice
sometimes I find it difficult
to come here at all and others
I watch her deconstruct gently
revealing pieces of herself
over and over
until
she is lighter somehow
until she...
into fragile origami on the chair
hair draped across her cheek
she talks
of everything and nothing
her tiny paw clutching a stone
that gives her words
permission
to leave her throat
to become truths
to birth from her voice
sometimes I find it difficult
to come here at all and others
I watch her deconstruct gently
revealing pieces of herself
over and over
until
she is lighter somehow
until she...
#feminism
#pagan
#women
187 reads
1 Comment
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 5:33am
6th Jun 2021 5:33am
Everything is Not About You, Girl (Senryu)
petty, meddling bitch
secrets flee disloyal lips
racing for cheap wins
secrets flee disloyal lips
racing for cheap wins
#women
#haiku
#senryu #feminism
#senryu #feminism
196 reads
16 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 5:33am
6th Jun 2021 5:33am
Everything is Not About You, Girl (Senryu)
petty, meddling bitch
secrets flee disloyal lips
racing for cheap wins
secrets flee disloyal lips
racing for cheap wins
#women
#haiku
#senryu #feminism
#senryu #feminism
196 reads
16 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 5:33am
6th Jun 2021 5:33am
Everything is Not About You, Girl (Senryu)
petty, meddling bitch
secrets flee disloyal lips
racing for cheap wins
secrets flee disloyal lips
racing for cheap wins
#women
#haiku
#senryu #feminism
#senryu #feminism
196 reads
16 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 5:33am
6th Jun 2021 5:33am
Everything is Not About You, Girl (Senryu)
petty, meddling bitch
secrets flee disloyal lips
racing for cheap wins
secrets flee disloyal lips
racing for cheap wins
#women
#haiku
#senryu #feminism
#senryu #feminism
196 reads
16 Comments
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