Poems About Holidays Seeking Honest Critique
#holiday
Poems about holidays seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Housekeeping

#holiday
#sex
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2 Comments
Waterfall encounter

#holiday
#lust
#sex
239 reads
4 Comments
MAKING LOVE ON THE RAMPARTS

#holiday
#rhyming
#sex
171 reads
1 Comment
A STRIP AND DIP

#holiday
#rhyming
118 reads
0 Comments
HOLIDAY LIAISON (NOT AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL)

#holiday
#rhyming
#sex
124 reads
1 Comment
Sea Breeze Cafe
In a tourist town, at the sea breeze cafe, I popped in for a bacon bap and a nice hot latte.
A short dumpy gremlin, whose name was Jolene, was being rude to the customers, tho she was quite pretty.
But only on the face, her greasy hair was tied back in a bun, I'm sure she just like being a b*tch and did it all for fun.
She should work at Karen's cafe, then she would be good at her job, instead of flobbing into people's cups of tea and acting like a yob.
With a screw face on and her arms folded up, she chucked the menu to the customers...
A short dumpy gremlin, whose name was Jolene, was being rude to the customers, tho she was quite pretty.
But only on the face, her greasy hair was tied back in a bun, I'm sure she just like being a b*tch and did it all for fun.
She should work at Karen's cafe, then she would be good at her job, instead of flobbing into people's cups of tea and acting like a yob.
With a screw face on and her arms folded up, she chucked the menu to the customers...
#birds
#beach
#holiday
#food
#travel
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After the Banquet
Christmas Day
Post-prandial droop
Listening to Ed Sheeran
For whatever reason
Bloated and satisfied
Below, family and friends
While I sit upstairs
Good to rest
Good to unspool
Good to be
Post-prandial droop
Listening to Ed Sheeran
For whatever reason
Bloated and satisfied
Below, family and friends
While I sit upstairs
Good to rest
Good to unspool
Good to be
#love
#family
#holiday
#meditation
#PersonalGrowth
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nineteen sixties
donkeys are nicer than hotels
that clog up the scenery of the beaches as they carry kids along the
sand upon which
the hoteliers will never never understand
that clog up the scenery of the beaches as they carry kids along the
sand upon which
the hoteliers will never never understand
#holiday
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StevO Tha Seagull III
It was a beautiful morning, in the seaside town of Tenby.
All the holiday makers were in their best summer garms, lookin' trendy.
StevO The Seagull was gliding around over the town, listening to drill music in his headphones, baring a frown!
Sunglasses on his boatrace, that were balancing on his beak, when he decided to glide down for a better look on the street.
He saw a bald slaphead, with an angry red face, and decided to take a crap, on his head in the place.
The man had a fit Mrs, that couldn't help but laugh, and the man yanked her by...
All the holiday makers were in their best summer garms, lookin' trendy.
StevO The Seagull was gliding around over the town, listening to drill music in his headphones, baring a frown!
Sunglasses on his boatrace, that were balancing on his beak, when he decided to glide down for a better look on the street.
He saw a bald slaphead, with an angry red face, and decided to take a crap, on his head in the place.
The man had a fit Mrs, that couldn't help but laugh, and the man yanked her by...
#birds
#beach
#holiday #travel
#holiday #travel
264 reads
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THE HIDDEN YOU

#beach
#holiday
#rhyming
156 reads
4 Comments
Thing About Saint Patrick's Day
Epic thing about Saint
Patrick's Day is people
trying to catch leprechauns
for their pot of gold.
Patrick's Day is people
trying to catch leprechauns
for their pot of gold.
#holiday
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#dialogue
#mythology
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upon this lovely january morn
a debut saltation for 2024
“I like the dreams of the future better than the history
of the past.”—Thomas Jefferson
upon this lovely january morn,
o how my heart, intrepid in its pulse,
keeps vigil, as the fledgling year is born,
while earth's nerves, in her afterbirth, convulse!
she sucks her first breath from the virgin wind
...
“I like the dreams of the future better than the history
of the past.”—Thomas Jefferson
upon this lovely january morn,
o how my heart, intrepid in its pulse,
keeps vigil, as the fledgling year is born,
while earth's nerves, in her afterbirth, convulse!
she sucks her first breath from the virgin wind
...
#hope
#holiday
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#NewYear
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DU Poetry : Poems About Holidays Seeking Honest Critique