Poems About Luck Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about luck seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Shon
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 00:02am
2nd Apr 2025 00:02am
Full Moon Apparitions
A Jack-o-Lantern.
Faerie with a lamp.
Assistance to folk in the dark.
The right amount of mead.
Plus ciders of a few.
Italian shots of the darkest.
Licorice anise flavoured mead.
You might perchance enter a world.
Conversing with a Jack-o-lantern.
About what is? What should be?
When it's going to happen?
Apparition Forsake tell me,
Why are you talking to me?
I just drunk some mead.
Went out drank ciders a few.
Gargled & had a pee.
Italian shots of dark licorice.
Anise flavoured mead.
Happy full...
Faerie with a lamp.
Assistance to folk in the dark.
The right amount of mead.
Plus ciders of a few.
Italian shots of the darkest.
Licorice anise flavoured mead.
You might perchance enter a world.
Conversing with a Jack-o-lantern.
About what is? What should be?
When it's going to happen?
Apparition Forsake tell me,
Why are you talking to me?
I just drunk some mead.
Went out drank ciders a few.
Gargled & had a pee.
Italian shots of dark licorice.
Anise flavoured mead.
Happy full...
#fairies
#fate
#luck #mythology
#luck #mythology
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oskar
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 12:23pm
28th Feb 2025 12:23pm
before time was invented
Before time was invented
A long time ago when our world was much bigger than it is now and had a landscape pleasing to the eye and no steep hills to climb Since seasons had not been divided into summer spring, autumn, and winter, the weather was mild and no one knew the what a day was when it rained, not too often people walked outside and took a shower.
The land was full of potatoes, carrots, and beans as for meat there was Dogger Bank with millions of cattle and wild hogs, no one was going hungry A man from Glendale was walking across a field to meet another man to see...
A long time ago when our world was much bigger than it is now and had a landscape pleasing to the eye and no steep hills to climb Since seasons had not been divided into summer spring, autumn, and winter, the weather was mild and no one knew the what a day was when it rained, not too often people walked outside and took a shower.
The land was full of potatoes, carrots, and beans as for meat there was Dogger Bank with millions of cattle and wild hogs, no one was going hungry A man from Glendale was walking across a field to meet another man to see...
#apocalypse
#curse
#dystopian
#fate
#luck
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Shon
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 9:38pm
21st Feb 2025 9:38pm
Into the Unknown
The day starts like
A blank canvas
I wonder what ?
Shapes & colours
The sunshine
Will bring
What joys what warmth
What feelings this day
will bring ?
The colours my mind will see
The feelings I perceive
"~It's truly down to me~"
A blank canvas
I wonder what ?
Shapes & colours
The sunshine
Will bring
What joys what warmth
What feelings this day
will bring ?
The colours my mind will see
The feelings I perceive
"~It's truly down to me~"
#karma
#luck
#mystery
#romantic
#spiritual
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Pishashee
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 10:48pm
9th Feb 2025 10:48pm
This One's For Luck
Element: Sulfer
The Voodoo Connection
Deep in the Louisiana bayou, where Spanish moss draped like ghostly whispers and the air hummed with crickets and frogs, resided Mama Sulfur, the Voodoo Queen. Her stilt shack, a vibrant patchwork of charms, herbs, and gator skulls, pulsed with raw elemental energy.
Mama Sulfur wasn't your typical voodoo queen. Her magic blended ancient traditions with the bayou's wild heart. Her parchment skin shimmered with a faint yellow glow, a reminder of the sulfur that coursed through her veins. Her piercing eyes held...
The Voodoo Connection
Deep in the Louisiana bayou, where Spanish moss draped like ghostly whispers and the air hummed with crickets and frogs, resided Mama Sulfur, the Voodoo Queen. Her stilt shack, a vibrant patchwork of charms, herbs, and gator skulls, pulsed with raw elemental energy.
Mama Sulfur wasn't your typical voodoo queen. Her magic blended ancient traditions with the bayou's wild heart. Her parchment skin shimmered with a faint yellow glow, a reminder of the sulfur that coursed through her veins. Her piercing eyes held...
#luck
#science
#sports
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Pishashee
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:09am
4th Feb 2025 3:09am
Chemistry
The train rattled softly through the Georgia pines, golden hour spilling over fields of cotton like melted butter. I was scribbling equations in a weathered notebook—half-work, half-daydream—when the compartment door slid open.
She entered like a controlled reaction: precise, inevitable. Her curls were auburn chaos pinned with a pencil, and her eyes held the warm, calculating gleam of a labradorite gem. A faded "Standing on the Shoulders of Giants" tote-bag hung from her shoulder, stuffed with a biology textbook and a dog-eared copy of 'Cosmos'.
“Mind if I...
She entered like a controlled reaction: precise, inevitable. Her curls were auburn chaos pinned with a pencil, and her eyes held the warm, calculating gleam of a labradorite gem. A faded "Standing on the Shoulders of Giants" tote-bag hung from her shoulder, stuffed with a biology textbook and a dog-eared copy of 'Cosmos'.
“Mind if I...
#coffee
#dialogue
#fiction
#luck
#science
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 11:37am
5th Oct 2024 11:37am
beauty contest
Beauty contest (edited)
Trolls often get bad press
I met a troll sitting under a bridge
looking sad
he was kicked out of the mountain
because it had two eyes
normal trolls have only one eye
planted on the forehead
Worst of all, the unfortunate troll didn't
had a tree stuck in his long nose, ducks under
water inhale mightily and
catch trout
Goats grazing at the bank
of the stream,
but the sad troll had a phobia against
against horns
besides, he didn't like the way they stunk
Our troll wore soft...
Trolls often get bad press
I met a troll sitting under a bridge
looking sad
he was kicked out of the mountain
because it had two eyes
normal trolls have only one eye
planted on the forehead
Worst of all, the unfortunate troll didn't
had a tree stuck in his long nose, ducks under
water inhale mightily and
catch trout
Goats grazing at the bank
of the stream,
but the sad troll had a phobia against
against horns
besides, he didn't like the way they stunk
Our troll wore soft...
#apocalypse
#curse
#dystopian
#fate
#luck
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Mundus
Poem Published
4th Aug 2024 1:09am
4th Aug 2024 1:09am
She
She spent her days
wishing for water
in a world of flames
Shifting shadows,
venomous voices
all around her
in wake and sleep
She couldn't
make music
of the noise
the fire made
She was
the devil's cigarette
wishing for water
in a world of flames
Shifting shadows,
venomous voices
all around her
in wake and sleep
She couldn't
make music
of the noise
the fire made
She was
the devil's cigarette
#curse
#fate
#luck #nightmares
#luck #nightmares
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fightorflight
Disa
Disa
Poem Published
15th Jul 2024 8:41pm
15th Jul 2024 8:41pm
Apple basket
Blame me when it's not up to me
No power, I'm just as helpless as all we
I never wished the world, just home and family
They say guilt doesn't help them, my second gravity
I deserve a castle as little as they do casket
I can't fix things, I only exist
Spent my last as my next wish
I'm sorry my life brings you grief, I thank the universe and know life's brief
I'm not the problems nor the solutions face
Give me mercy for what I got or it matters all the same
No power, I'm just as helpless as all we
I never wished the world, just home and family
They say guilt doesn't help them, my second gravity
I deserve a castle as little as they do casket
I can't fix things, I only exist
Spent my last as my next wish
I'm sorry my life brings you grief, I thank the universe and know life's brief
I'm not the problems nor the solutions face
Give me mercy for what I got or it matters all the same
#conflict
#grief
#inequality
#luck
#shame
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herry_the_poet
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 2:58am
21st Jun 2024 2:58am
Urophagia
#fate
#luck
#nostalgia
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Maple666
Poem Published
11th Jun 2024 2:11am
11th Jun 2024 2:11am
A to Z
I was on a route to A to B and got stopped by a X at road works. I felt perplexed as I had learnt my alphabet in earnest when I was small. On the way to school reciting the letters in sequence with my hand held firmly in my mother’s feeling safe and with a bit of pride. I think I am a budding genius like Roald Dahl’s is with wordplay. But nothing is as clear or uncomplicated as then or as orderly or simple.
Nobody tells you real life is not like the alphabet a structure or a formula that we all know and abide by. It’s a bit messy and contradictory it’s only when you are on your...
Nobody tells you real life is not like the alphabet a structure or a formula that we all know and abide by. It’s a bit messy and contradictory it’s only when you are on your...
#faith
#fate
#luck
#magic
#TruthOfLife
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word_circus
Poem Published
25th May 2024 3:46pm
25th May 2024 3:46pm
Thump
Bunnies thump
Cars thump
Boom boxes thump
Thump your stump
Thump your foot
Thump your thumb
Drink your rum!
Cars thump
Boom boxes thump
Thump your stump
Thump your foot
Thump your thumb
Drink your rum!
#alcohol
#luck
#universe
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