Poems About Holidays Seeking Honest Critique
#holiday
Poems about holidays seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
The Robins.
Dear Mr Pigeon.
Sparrow's eggs
Are outside.
Because
Mr and Miss
Sparrow
Are
Enjoying
Springfield
With Mrs Pigeon.
Sparrow's eggs
Are outside.
Because
Mr and Miss
Sparrow
Are
Enjoying
Springfield
With Mrs Pigeon.
#ValentinesDay
#holiday
#MothersDay #FathersDay
#MothersDay #FathersDay
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Spanish memory
When I was 13
we went to Salou,
my father, stepmother,
and siblings and I.
Like most holidays back then
it was grim. We weren’t much cop
as family, you’d say;
close to ripping each other’s guts out
and sautéing them,
you’d say if you were being blunt.
We went out once, my father
and eldest brother
and I, passed a school where kids
on seeing us
would say the same word
again and again.
What does it mean, I asked dad.
Rats, he replied.
Later my brother refused to go out
and see the...
we went to Salou,
my father, stepmother,
and siblings and I.
Like most holidays back then
it was grim. We weren’t much cop
as family, you’d say;
close to ripping each other’s guts out
and sautéing them,
you’d say if you were being blunt.
We went out once, my father
and eldest brother
and I, passed a school where kids
on seeing us
would say the same word
again and again.
What does it mean, I asked dad.
Rats, he replied.
Later my brother refused to go out
and see the...
#childhood
#family
#holiday #memories
#holiday #memories
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The traut.
He uses
Fings in his farm
To catch
The fish
With out water
The man with water balloons.
Fings in his farm
To catch
The fish
With out water
The man with water balloons.
#Easter
#holiday
#MothersDay
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The water across.
She has been barred
By the books of cane
And hunch with a little
In mid day front of srwap
And the oak in my window
Calls for a handful thinner
Than drench of green green.
By the books of cane
And hunch with a little
In mid day front of srwap
And the oak in my window
Calls for a handful thinner
Than drench of green green.
#Halloween
#Christmas
#holiday
#MothersDay
#FathersDay
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On The Day After The New Year's Eve Party
Arleen
was discovered
sitting at some cafe
in January drinking a cup
of coffee and nursing a hangover.
was discovered
sitting at some cafe
in January drinking a cup
of coffee and nursing a hangover.
#regret
#holiday
#alcohol
#fiction
#NewYear
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RIMINI
At Rimini
in Italy
we'd holiday
beside the bay.
Your bikini
I loved to see
your body wear
when in the square.
We loved the sun,
it gave us fun
upon the sands,
hands holding hands.
You used to scream
when the ice cream
man came to sell,
ringing his bell.
Such memories
fill heart with bliss.
What times we'd share;
now, you're not there.
Like king lost throne
I walk alone,
while younger pairs
hold hands in squares.
Their happiness,
so...
in Italy
we'd holiday
beside the bay.
Your bikini
I loved to see
your body wear
when in the square.
We loved the sun,
it gave us fun
upon the sands,
hands holding hands.
You used to scream
when the ice cream
man came to sell,
ringing his bell.
Such memories
fill heart with bliss.
What times we'd share;
now, you're not there.
Like king lost throne
I walk alone,
while younger pairs
hold hands in squares.
Their happiness,
so...
#love
#summer
#holiday
#rhyming
#travel
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TEENY BIKINI
Her teeny bikini
left much to be seen-ie,
male imagination
had not much to dwell on!
left much to be seen-ie,
male imagination
had not much to dwell on!
#beach
#summer
#holiday
#rhyming
#funny
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A clock.
A clock
With a horses
With a little white
Horse.
The clock is hoarse.
And crates much nuisance.
It has its wooden
bell contact.
With a horses
With a little white
Horse.
The clock is hoarse.
And crates much nuisance.
It has its wooden
bell contact.
#teens
#motherhood
#marriage
#childhood
#holiday
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ballad of ocho rios
Though the road’s been rocky, it sure feels good to me.”—Bob Marley
i.
the elegant bus,
complete with its driver,
will take all of us
to where the big river
comes down to the sea
through the twists and turns of walkerswood.
ii.
we pass grazing cows
and pigs running after
an old mother sow,
whose grunts are like laughter;
...
i.
the elegant bus,
complete with its driver,
will take all of us
to where the big river
comes down to the sea
through the twists and turns of walkerswood.
ii.
we pass grazing cows
and pigs running after
an old mother sow,
whose grunts are like laughter;
...
#countryside
#river
#beach
#nature
#holiday
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A Happy Holiday From The Easter Beagle
I want to wish all
of you a Happy
Holiday from the
Easter Beagle... I
truly mean Bunny.
of you a Happy
Holiday from the
Easter Beagle... I
truly mean Bunny.
#animals
#Easter
#holiday
#dialogue
#nonfiction
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WEEKEND WITH KITTY
#erotic
#holiday
#rhyming #sensual
#rhyming #sensual
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The Magic of a Woman...
The magic of lines,
Cascade in the rays of the sun
Beckons to be touched by the hand,
Flowing, alive.
Slim, graceful wrists,
Temptation that promises happiness.
Nature is a delicately feeling artist,
And the assessment of passers-by is not needed.
The golden ratio is the flow of lines...
Where necessary - wide, where necessary - narrow,
Where necessary - a hollow, where necessary - tears the blouse.
Part of the universal puzzle - Woman,
It seems so difficult to solve at times, so simple at others..
It's for a man,
What am I...
Cascade in the rays of the sun
Beckons to be touched by the hand,
Flowing, alive.
Slim, graceful wrists,
Temptation that promises happiness.
Nature is a delicately feeling artist,
And the assessment of passers-by is not needed.
The golden ratio is the flow of lines...
Where necessary - wide, where necessary - narrow,
Where necessary - a hollow, where necessary - tears the blouse.
Part of the universal puzzle - Woman,
It seems so difficult to solve at times, so simple at others..
It's for a man,
What am I...
#love
#women
#inspirational
#holiday
#passion
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DU Poetry : Poems About Holidays Seeking Honest Critique