Metaphor Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
My Poetic Knife
Resting restlessly within the dark of its sheath,
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
#surreal
#WritingPoetry
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
My Poetic Knife
Resting restlessly within the dark of its sheath,
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
#surreal
#WritingPoetry
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
My Poetic Knife
Resting restlessly within the dark of its sheath,
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
#surreal
#WritingPoetry
74 reads
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:50pm
My Poetic Knife
Resting restlessly within the dark of its sheath,
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
#surreal
#WritingPoetry
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
9th May 2021 5:49am
9th May 2021 5:49am
Joshua Tree Lovers
Joshua Tree Lovers
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
#LifeStruggles
#rebirth
#lover
#metaphor
#desert
408 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
9th May 2021 5:49am
9th May 2021 5:49am
Joshua Tree Lovers
Joshua Tree Lovers
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
#LifeStruggles
#rebirth
#lover
#metaphor
#desert
408 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
9th May 2021 5:49am
9th May 2021 5:49am
Joshua Tree Lovers
Joshua Tree Lovers
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
#LifeStruggles
#rebirth
#lover
#metaphor
#desert
408 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
9th May 2021 5:49am
9th May 2021 5:49am
Joshua Tree Lovers
Joshua Tree Lovers
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
#LifeStruggles
#rebirth
#lover
#metaphor
#desert
408 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
9th May 2021 5:49am
9th May 2021 5:49am
Joshua Tree Lovers
Joshua Tree Lovers
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
These lovers return
to haunt each other through millennia
of rebirths with love as perennial
as the life of the Joshua Tree
known to live a thousand years.
But have been around 2.5 million years.
With the honeymoon period
Of warm most climates
Eons past
But an example to lovers everywhere
Of the hardscrabble life
That can be won
#LifeStruggles
#rebirth
#lover
#metaphor
#desert
408 reads
7 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th Sep 2023 7:29pm
5th Sep 2023 7:29pm
hyperbole
Hyperbole is not easily dealt with. Usually, it collapses
under its own weight.”—Gwen Ifill
when every molehill swells up like a mountain,
and every drip becomes a tidal wave,
you might as well seek refuge from the fountain
if, by swift flight, your last breath you can save.
when every word becomes encyclopaedic,
a litany of metaphors and puns
soon strangles commonsense with hyperbolic
innuendos, whose every volume stuns.
when every glance an x-ray makes of browsing—
a searchlight peeling bare the naked soul— ...
under its own weight.”—Gwen Ifill
when every molehill swells up like a mountain,
and every drip becomes a tidal wave,
you might as well seek refuge from the fountain
if, by swift flight, your last breath you can save.
when every word becomes encyclopaedic,
a litany of metaphors and puns
soon strangles commonsense with hyperbolic
innuendos, whose every volume stuns.
when every glance an x-ray makes of browsing—
a searchlight peeling bare the naked soul— ...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#frustration #metaphor
#frustration #metaphor
200 reads
4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th Sep 2023 7:29pm
5th Sep 2023 7:29pm
hyperbole
Hyperbole is not easily dealt with. Usually, it collapses
under its own weight.”—Gwen Ifill
when every molehill swells up like a mountain,
and every drip becomes a tidal wave,
you might as well seek refuge from the fountain
if, by swift flight, your last breath you can save.
when every word becomes encyclopaedic,
a litany of metaphors and puns
soon strangles commonsense with hyperbolic
innuendos, whose every volume stuns.
when every glance an x-ray makes of browsing—
a searchlight peeling bare the naked soul— ...
under its own weight.”—Gwen Ifill
when every molehill swells up like a mountain,
and every drip becomes a tidal wave,
you might as well seek refuge from the fountain
if, by swift flight, your last breath you can save.
when every word becomes encyclopaedic,
a litany of metaphors and puns
soon strangles commonsense with hyperbolic
innuendos, whose every volume stuns.
when every glance an x-ray makes of browsing—
a searchlight peeling bare the naked soul— ...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#frustration #metaphor
#frustration #metaphor
200 reads
4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th Sep 2023 7:29pm
5th Sep 2023 7:29pm
hyperbole
Hyperbole is not easily dealt with. Usually, it collapses
under its own weight.”—Gwen Ifill
when every molehill swells up like a mountain,
and every drip becomes a tidal wave,
you might as well seek refuge from the fountain
if, by swift flight, your last breath you can save.
when every word becomes encyclopaedic,
a litany of metaphors and puns
soon strangles commonsense with hyperbolic
innuendos, whose every volume stuns.
when every glance an x-ray makes of browsing—
a searchlight peeling bare the naked soul— ...
under its own weight.”—Gwen Ifill
when every molehill swells up like a mountain,
and every drip becomes a tidal wave,
you might as well seek refuge from the fountain
if, by swift flight, your last breath you can save.
when every word becomes encyclopaedic,
a litany of metaphors and puns
soon strangles commonsense with hyperbolic
innuendos, whose every volume stuns.
when every glance an x-ray makes of browsing—
a searchlight peeling bare the naked soul— ...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#frustration #metaphor
#frustration #metaphor
200 reads
4 Comments
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