Poems About Holidays Seeking Honest Critique
#holiday
Poems about holidays seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Family Christmas Car Rides From The Past
Sitting in the back was always my preference.
I couldn’t tell you why I just wanted to vibe.
Vibe alone at the time.
Big headphones blocked my ears.
Visualization at such a young age was really activated.
Back then I wasn't even over stimulated.
Like many today.
Overstimulated.
Who are we to blame them?
If I fell asleep I’d wake up after like I never slept.
Can’t wait to see Grandma and Grandpa.
The home cooked food would be eaten as long as I could handle.
I anticipated some really cool gifts.
I’d make sure my sugar intake...
I couldn’t tell you why I just wanted to vibe.
Vibe alone at the time.
Big headphones blocked my ears.
Visualization at such a young age was really activated.
Back then I wasn't even over stimulated.
Like many today.
Overstimulated.
Who are we to blame them?
If I fell asleep I’d wake up after like I never slept.
Can’t wait to see Grandma and Grandpa.
The home cooked food would be eaten as long as I could handle.
I anticipated some really cool gifts.
I’d make sure my sugar intake...
#family
#Christmas
#holiday #memories
#holiday #memories
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What It Is That She Came For
Vivian showed up at the
New Year's Eve party in her new
dress and looking for some sin.
New Year's Eve party in her new
dress and looking for some sin.
#holiday
#fiction
#dating
#temptation
#NewYear
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It Happened On This One Thanksgiving
While the rest of the
family kept on chowing
down on the turkey,
Mickey saw his aunt Ethel
look and smile at that one kid.
family kept on chowing
down on the turkey,
Mickey saw his aunt Ethel
look and smile at that one kid.
#family
#birds
#holiday
#fiction
#tanka
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country summer days
No. 5 from The Children’s Collection]
"Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that
season would ever live inside of me."—Benjamin Alire Sáenz
when city schools are closed,
and freedom recomposed,
i pack my bags and catch the country bus,
excited by the thought
that summertime has brought
elusive liberties so envious.
the bumpy country ride
on treacherous mountainside
is no deterrent to my thumping heart,
steel-anchored to my seat,
tethered by outstretched feet,
like luggage...
"Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that
season would ever live inside of me."—Benjamin Alire Sáenz
when city schools are closed,
and freedom recomposed,
i pack my bags and catch the country bus,
excited by the thought
that summertime has brought
elusive liberties so envious.
the bumpy country ride
on treacherous mountainside
is no deterrent to my thumping heart,
steel-anchored to my seat,
tethered by outstretched feet,
like luggage...
#countryside
#river
#summer
#holiday
#travel
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The Thing That Gives Me Joy
You could
say that the
thing that
gives me joy is to
watch the Thanksgiving
Day Parade before
we eat
some turkey
and stuff.
say that the
thing that
gives me joy is to
watch the Thanksgiving
Day Parade before
we eat
some turkey
and stuff.
#home
#holiday
#memories
#dialogue
#nonfiction
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AU NATUREL (ON NUDE BEACH)
Au naturel,,
we merge so well
'midst the bodies
on these beaches.
in this Eden
there in Sweden..
No swimming trunks
upon the hunks
nor bikinis
on the lassies
obscure the view
of the form nue,
As some move free
in/out the sea.,
others older,
long-time bolder
sunbathe content
by a half-tent.
we merge so well
'midst the bodies
on these beaches.
in this Eden
there in Sweden..
No swimming trunks
upon the hunks
nor bikinis
on the lassies
obscure the view
of the form nue,
As some move free
in/out the sea.,
others older,
long-time bolder
sunbathe content
by a half-tent.
#beach
#holiday
#rhyming
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Vacationing At Matt Drake's Place
Kelly had such a good
time vacationing at
Matt Drake's place with Holly
as long as she is not silly.
time vacationing at
Matt Drake's place with Holly
as long as she is not silly.
#friendship
#home
#summer
#holiday
#fiction
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The Bombay Bicycle Club
It's the Bombay bicycle club's monthly outing
Shall we be going then? Cheerio!
Ring! Ring! Pedal, pedal.
And we're off!
Everyone stay together now!
Everyone form a que!
That's it, single file. Very good!
Ring! Ring! Pedal, pedal
Spokes spinning, wheels rolling 'round and 'round.
Go Go Goa is a tropical dream.
A wonderful day at the beach.
This is Kipling's India.
It's a magical time.
Wire-rimmed glasses and perfect mustaches.
Men in boulder hats.
Women in wide-brim straw.
Ring! Ring! Passing on the...
Shall we be going then? Cheerio!
Ring! Ring! Pedal, pedal.
And we're off!
Everyone stay together now!
Everyone form a que!
That's it, single file. Very good!
Ring! Ring! Pedal, pedal
Spokes spinning, wheels rolling 'round and 'round.
Go Go Goa is a tropical dream.
A wonderful day at the beach.
This is Kipling's India.
It's a magical time.
Wire-rimmed glasses and perfect mustaches.
Men in boulder hats.
Women in wide-brim straw.
Ring! Ring! Passing on the...
#dreams
#beach
#summer
#holiday
#travel
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What I Discovered At A Friend's Halloween Party
While some friends and I
were checking out this one mansion where
my best friend was hosting
a Halloween costume party, this one brunette
in a black catsuit smiled at me.
were checking out this one mansion where
my best friend was hosting
a Halloween costume party, this one brunette
in a black catsuit smiled at me.
#friendship
#Halloween
#holiday
#fiction
#dialogue
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A Mouse Who Came To Town For The Holidays
Hello. My name is
Jonathan Pryce. I came here
to spend Thanksgiving
with my brother and his clan.
Could you tell me the address?
Jonathan Pryce. I came here
to spend Thanksgiving
with my brother and his clan.
Could you tell me the address?
#animals
#holiday
#fiction
#dialogue
#tanka
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The Sea
Next to the sea means under the water
Drowning in tears of screaming and hate
Feeling the breeze of cold pushing harder
We came here united, will we leave changed?
Higher walls of waves paving the way
Seagulls are lurking to eat what we can’t
The stars are cloudy, the nights are strange
If I would leave now, tell me would you stay?
Drowning in tears of screaming and hate
Feeling the breeze of cold pushing harder
We came here united, will we leave changed?
Higher walls of waves paving the way
Seagulls are lurking to eat what we can’t
The stars are cloudy, the nights are strange
If I would leave now, tell me would you stay?
#friendship
#sea
#beach
#holiday
#fear
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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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DU Poetry : Poems About Holidays Seeking Honest Critique