Poems About Luck by Top Critiquers
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Poems about luck by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
In a State of Grace
Spin the wheel” the professor brightly said
So I did and went back to nineteen ninety-one
To days of youth and paths I once feared to tread
To a time when passion seemed to weigh a ton
I smiled reliving the moments I once treasured
For the times I sighed and cried with a heavy heart
For the formative years when I felt the pressure
Through a depression I hid while playing the part
But I kept it hidden below the undergrowth
Like secrets in the deepest recesses of the soul
It grew roots to the core and swore an oath ...
So I did and went back to nineteen ninety-one
To days of youth and paths I once feared to tread
To a time when passion seemed to weigh a ton
I smiled reliving the moments I once treasured
For the times I sighed and cried with a heavy heart
For the formative years when I felt the pressure
Through a depression I hid while playing the part
But I kept it hidden below the undergrowth
Like secrets in the deepest recesses of the soul
It grew roots to the core and swore an oath ...
#love
#fate
#music
#luck
#NaPoWriMo2021
429 reads
2 Comments
MY MUSE RESURRECTED ME
My heart was bound
in chains feeling the
pains of losing you.
The attention given
by others didn't heal;
only served as a reminder.
Offers of endless pleasure
by the Nymphs on Erotic
shorelines were futile..
THEN!
OH THEN!
CLIO, the daughter
of Zeus, the
Muse of History; one
of the nine Muses,
came to me in a vision
and beautiful poetry;
with a message of hope..
I came alive as she rang
my doorbell. OMG! MY
Muse resurrected me back
to erotic adventures never
dreamed of. I bow daily...
in chains feeling the
pains of losing you.
The attention given
by others didn't heal;
only served as a reminder.
Offers of endless pleasure
by the Nymphs on Erotic
shorelines were futile..
THEN!
OH THEN!
CLIO, the daughter
of Zeus, the
Muse of History; one
of the nine Muses,
came to me in a vision
and beautiful poetry;
with a message of hope..
I came alive as she rang
my doorbell. OMG! MY
Muse resurrected me back
to erotic adventures never
dreamed of. I bow daily...
#fate
#mythology
#luck
88 reads
2 Comments
Pretty Women are Smiling at Me
I don't know what it is
Possibly my new skin cancer scar
Is that possible ?
It's healing nicely
Looks like the remnants of a bar fight
Not the action I usually go for
Poet's are lovers and thinkers
I'll take those smiles though
Fucking cancer has to be good for something
Possibly my new skin cancer scar
Is that possible ?
It's healing nicely
Looks like the remnants of a bar fight
Not the action I usually go for
Poet's are lovers and thinkers
I'll take those smiles though
Fucking cancer has to be good for something
#fate
#luck
#cancer
559 reads
16 Comments
Radiant Light
Stars are shining
tonight very bright
because the blue moon
has come out to
give us good luck
while your beauty
to me is bringing out
the blue moon to be
seen by all of us
because of it you
are glistening with
the radiant light
of the blue moon
which is causing
The Stars to Shine
Very Brightly
tonight very bright
because the blue moon
has come out to
give us good luck
while your beauty
to me is bringing out
the blue moon to be
seen by all of us
because of it you
are glistening with
the radiant light
of the blue moon
which is causing
The Stars to Shine
Very Brightly
#women
#beauty
#moon
#fate
#luck
449 reads
11 Comments
The Space Beyond The Clouds
The Space Between The Words
Those blue spires within blue clouds
where winged angels roam the heavens
and between the gaping void of the cliffs
the winds blow an eolian anthem
and the cosmic eternal whole lays his hand.
the rocky tips challenging the deep firmament
sending their muted calls to space, beyond..
and down on earth, wanders a sylvan spirit
between the aging trees, a murmur is heard
the forest whispers a spotless, timeless tune
of ghouls and of the past lore of the true world
a cavern...
Those blue spires within blue clouds
where winged angels roam the heavens
and between the gaping void of the cliffs
the winds blow an eolian anthem
and the cosmic eternal whole lays his hand.
the rocky tips challenging the deep firmament
sending their muted calls to space, beyond..
and down on earth, wanders a sylvan spirit
between the aging trees, a murmur is heard
the forest whispers a spotless, timeless tune
of ghouls and of the past lore of the true world
a cavern...
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology #luck
#mythology #luck
120 reads
2 Comments
the mess
whether walking on the
dangerous icy roads of
love
or eating small Viennise
wiennies out of a tin
whether searching for
a purpose bigger than
then the pale phantoms
of dreams
or losing bits and pieces
of life to the wealth of
shadows
time has no wings, but
still flys like an angry
Falcone preying on
vermin
the beginning of the
end is the ends beginning
and is some kind of sick
joke that only the gods
could understand ...
dangerous icy roads of
love
or eating small Viennise
wiennies out of a tin
whether searching for
a purpose bigger than
then the pale phantoms
of dreams
or losing bits and pieces
of life to the wealth of
shadows
time has no wings, but
still flys like an angry
Falcone preying on
vermin
the beginning of the
end is the ends beginning
and is some kind of sick
joke that only the gods
could understand ...
#fate
#luck
69 reads
6 Comments
French Quarter Whore
Irvin Mayfield’s Jazz Playhouse
Royal Sonesta Hotel
New Orleans, Louisiana
I was sitting at the Jazz Bar on Bourbon Street. After, I had already downed two Cosmos, and working on my third. I was feeling the mood, the atmosphere, the southern dialect heard in the distance background sounded as if I crossed an entire continent to hear such southern blended dialects.
Several moments later, I decided to sip the last remains of my drink. I decided to rise and check out several more Jazz Bars establishments on the stroll. However, before, I rose...
Royal Sonesta Hotel
New Orleans, Louisiana
I was sitting at the Jazz Bar on Bourbon Street. After, I had already downed two Cosmos, and working on my third. I was feeling the mood, the atmosphere, the southern dialect heard in the distance background sounded as if I crossed an entire continent to hear such southern blended dialects.
Several moments later, I decided to sip the last remains of my drink. I decided to rise and check out several more Jazz Bars establishments on the stroll. However, before, I rose...
#fate
#luck
887 reads
1 Comment
Bonnie and Clyde
#lust
#sex
#luck
#dirty
#passion
1037 reads
5 Comments
The day all the socks matched up (with recording)
I awoke gently, wrapped in sunbeams and your leisurely arms.
The coffee was strong and patient.
All the pieces fit smoothly.
The poems wrote themselves, and rock ‘n roll did the chores.
Words were enjoyed for soul-sharing and fun, as shame took a long vacation.
All the meetings were constructive and punctual.
Laughter flickered like warming flames between songs and friends and forest adventures.
Ocean thunder cracked my heart wide open.
All the flies left me alone in the garden.
As dew amplified the scent of cooling...
The coffee was strong and patient.
All the pieces fit smoothly.
The poems wrote themselves, and rock ‘n roll did the chores.
Words were enjoyed for soul-sharing and fun, as shame took a long vacation.
All the meetings were constructive and punctual.
Laughter flickered like warming flames between songs and friends and forest adventures.
Ocean thunder cracked my heart wide open.
All the flies left me alone in the garden.
As dew amplified the scent of cooling...
#happiness
#music
#nostalgia #luck
#nostalgia #luck
252 reads
18 Comments
A swim through the hourglass and a fall through the cracks of time.
(ii.)
July 2019—
it's within seconds,
perhaps less
and i'm comfortably lost
wayward and winding
twisting through curves
a soaring float without end
upon a 'something'
a mind's version
this, my ethereal misty
being lighter than
ever before
my husk and i
traveling so high
an inner voice,
the one
of non-stop nagging
quieted now
only one sound—
blood rushing in veins
or...
July 2019—
it's within seconds,
perhaps less
and i'm comfortably lost
wayward and winding
twisting through curves
a soaring float without end
upon a 'something'
a mind's version
this, my ethereal misty
being lighter than
ever before
my husk and i
traveling so high
an inner voice,
the one
of non-stop nagging
quieted now
only one sound—
blood rushing in veins
or...
#fate
#cars
#luck
#hurt
#NoPoo
462 reads
19 Comments
Roulette of Rejection
I’m taking all bets so throw your soul in
Give the roulette of life another spin,
“As fate itself looks on and gives an evil grin
Regardless of red or black it ultimately win,
“Scared flesh and corrupt souls don’t live long
Annihilation in chorus and singing its disintegration song,
“Memories on Earth is lost forever after
Now for all eternity you are a forgotten bastard,
“Hell even refuse to let your ass rot
So consider it just a layover spot,
“Like fallen ash on Malebolge from a violent death
No air in the...
Give the roulette of life another spin,
“As fate itself looks on and gives an evil grin
Regardless of red or black it ultimately win,
“Scared flesh and corrupt souls don’t live long
Annihilation in chorus and singing its disintegration song,
“Memories on Earth is lost forever after
Now for all eternity you are a forgotten bastard,
“Hell even refuse to let your ass rot
So consider it just a layover spot,
“Like fallen ash on Malebolge from a violent death
No air in the...
#fate
#humankind
#luck
436 reads
3 Comments
Imbroglio
Embrace the void
Avoid to brace
Return to no womb
Turn left and then
go straight to hell
Follow the roles
of the major arcana
Leave all skeletons
in the armoir
Leave all the gates
opened and remove
yourself to another
kingdom.
PAR
Avoid to brace
Return to no womb
Turn left and then
go straight to hell
Follow the roles
of the major arcana
Leave all skeletons
in the armoir
Leave all the gates
opened and remove
yourself to another
kingdom.
PAR
#fate
#hell
#nostalgia
#luck
#responsibility
214 reads
0 Comments
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