Metaphor by Top Critiquers Poems
#metaphor
The Poet
The silhouette of her soul glistened
in the falling twilight.
Her eyes were haunted by yearn.
Her heart beating brimming with woven words.
Concealing her secrets in velvet prose.
She lay in a field of midnight sky.
Stars of thoughts a sweet scattering
throughout her mind.
She tears through her fibers of ecstasy
to extract the underlying debris of pain.
A chrysalis of dark euphoria
Starkly alive on the page.
in the falling twilight.
Her eyes were haunted by yearn.
Her heart beating brimming with woven words.
Concealing her secrets in velvet prose.
She lay in a field of midnight sky.
Stars of thoughts a sweet scattering
throughout her mind.
She tears through her fibers of ecstasy
to extract the underlying debris of pain.
A chrysalis of dark euphoria
Starkly alive on the page.
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
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Closets
Be they small, medium or large,
are cubicles of comfort
Places to hide, think, cry,
Drink…
Safe haven to spew all the dark matter, from my heart of gold
Where no one can diminish
my thoughts and how I say them
From the depth of every level of despair, or joy
I shed my fears and loathsome disdain for every upset I endure
Alone yet, not lonely, I share another’s pain
For when I admit to self hate you’ll be there for me, with me
I am whole again, I am enough~
alone in my zone
...
are cubicles of comfort
Places to hide, think, cry,
Drink…
Safe haven to spew all the dark matter, from my heart of gold
Where no one can diminish
my thoughts and how I say them
From the depth of every level of despair, or joy
I shed my fears and loathsome disdain for every upset I endure
Alone yet, not lonely, I share another’s pain
For when I admit to self hate you’ll be there for me, with me
I am whole again, I am enough~
alone in my zone
...
#alcohol
#confessional
#myself #metaphor
#myself #metaphor
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LOVE OF MY LIFE, I COME
(With apologies to author of the hymn, "O Lamb of God, I come", to whose tune it could also be sung.)
Just as I am, without one plea
For my Adam-like nudity
But warmth of love you have for me,
Love of my life, I come.
Just as I am, without a clout,
What clothes we wore now strewn about.
Desires within now come without.
Love of my life, I come.
Just I am you shall receive
Me, as to each other we cleave.
Your wedding promise I believe,
Love of my life, I come.
Just as I am (the love we own
Has broken...
Just as I am, without one plea
For my Adam-like nudity
But warmth of love you have for me,
Love of my life, I come.
Just as I am, without a clout,
What clothes we wore now strewn about.
Desires within now come without.
Love of my life, I come.
Just I am you shall receive
Me, as to each other we cleave.
Your wedding promise I believe,
Love of my life, I come.
Just as I am (the love we own
Has broken...
#love
#marriage
#lover
#metaphor
#symbolism
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I, Unfurled
Sprouted silky splendour
soft wispy seedlings
sway their breezy dance,
tendrils fluttering promise
bewitching true romance
Hints of dewy skin
taunt to slowly bead,
lazily rolling drips
create a lush
purpose driven need
O'breathless marvel!
that, pouted grin,
colorful painted traces
shimmer nature's beguiling
sultry sweet sin
Florets rise upon heady armor
breathe out bold decadence,
ambrosia...
soft wispy seedlings
sway their breezy dance,
tendrils fluttering promise
bewitching true romance
Hints of dewy skin
taunt to slowly bead,
lazily rolling drips
create a lush
purpose driven need
O'breathless marvel!
that, pouted grin,
colorful painted traces
shimmer nature's beguiling
sultry sweet sin
Florets rise upon heady armor
breathe out bold decadence,
ambrosia...
#flowers
#rose
#rhyming
#metaphor
#passion
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Navigating His Alluring Wind Songs
The taste of his aura knows my name
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently kissing every hair strand, faint caresses to my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally letting me know the shadows of his existence when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection ...
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently kissing every hair strand, faint caresses to my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally letting me know the shadows of his existence when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection ...
#wind
#spiritual
#metaphor
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Hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
It feels safe here
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my...
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my...
#identity
#coffee
#myself
#PopCulture
#metaphor
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Attentive Awareness (Rhyme)
Attentive awareness.
Intention, apparent.
Reflection, inherent.
Conceptions, examined.
Complexion, comparing.
Retentive examples.
Remembered coherence.
Perceptions, covalent.
Momentous preparedness.
Assembled advancement.
Incentive is candid.
Direction, transparent.
Resembled enhancement.
Inventive enamor.
Objective, companions.
Affection, and fairness.
Pretension then chances.
Convention entrances.
Contention, enchantment.
The methods of madness.
Inspection,...
Intention, apparent.
Reflection, inherent.
Conceptions, examined.
Complexion, comparing.
Retentive examples.
Remembered coherence.
Perceptions, covalent.
Momentous preparedness.
Assembled advancement.
Incentive is candid.
Direction, transparent.
Resembled enhancement.
Inventive enamor.
Objective, companions.
Affection, and fairness.
Pretension then chances.
Convention entrances.
Contention, enchantment.
The methods of madness.
Inspection,...
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
#myself
#metaphor
#morality
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Lamb's Blood
It was after the ninth plague
(when everybody was left in the dark)
That Pharaoh’s heart hardened (even more than before)
He wouldn’t let the people go
But it was the tenth plague that broke every family
Down there in the land of Egypt
Moses then done told Joshua
(his right-hand man and eventual successor)
To coordinate a put lamb’s blood
on the door frames of Israelite households
So that when the angel of death walked amongst them
(or a dark cloud of smoke if you like the film)
He would see the lamb’s blood on the door...
(when everybody was left in the dark)
That Pharaoh’s heart hardened (even more than before)
He wouldn’t let the people go
But it was the tenth plague that broke every family
Down there in the land of Egypt
Moses then done told Joshua
(his right-hand man and eventual successor)
To coordinate a put lamb’s blood
on the door frames of Israelite households
So that when the angel of death walked amongst them
(or a dark cloud of smoke if you like the film)
He would see the lamb’s blood on the door...
#spiritual
#metaphor
#pandemic
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Metaphoric Release
mysterious
delerious
serpent tongue
slithering
diliberately
forward
toward
a dark
wet cave
searching
for the sweetest
of secrets
to slowly
bring forth
a spring
of viscous
ambrosia
whorshipping
the exquisite
taste
sensing
tiny tremors
earthquakes
climbing
ever up
the ricter scale
were nature
can no longer
hold back
echoes of
memories
feelings
emotions
laying dormant
far too...
delerious
serpent tongue
slithering
diliberately
forward
toward
a dark
wet cave
searching
for the sweetest
of secrets
to slowly
bring forth
a spring
of viscous
ambrosia
whorshipping
the exquisite
taste
sensing
tiny tremors
earthquakes
climbing
ever up
the ricter scale
were nature
can no longer
hold back
echoes of
memories
feelings
emotions
laying dormant
far too...
#erotic
#metaphor
#sensual #orgasm
#sensual #orgasm
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Reverse Origami
He handed me a paper butterfly
beautiful, complete -
and uncharacteristically,
I accepted it on faith
admiring its perfection
Normally it's my compulsion -
unfolding the delicate mysteries
Those crisp creases
that converge in a point
Taking away dimensions
to make things comprehensible
A path to wholeness
that I can replicate
with confidence:
reverse origami
but over and over you say
Surrender
that need for understanding
(control)
Pause the doing
and the...
beautiful, complete -
and uncharacteristically,
I accepted it on faith
admiring its perfection
Normally it's my compulsion -
unfolding the delicate mysteries
Those crisp creases
that converge in a point
Taking away dimensions
to make things comprehensible
A path to wholeness
that I can replicate
with confidence:
reverse origami
but over and over you say
Surrender
that need for understanding
(control)
Pause the doing
and the...
#spiritual
#mystery
#art
#acceptance
#metaphor
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Mango Seed
I’m cooking in a place I once loved.
The grey is English. The knife is home.
I think on yellow flesh. Cut the gold
from her coarse haired bone. Once
I noted the same green in me poking
from a ripe belly. Vines tangling
a forest womb. And I wonder if
it was I that committed
a terrible thing as I sliced
that black seed from its husk.
Wrapped a kidney-shaped bean
in wet paper. Hoped she’d grow
a second time. In case love was
discovered to quietly name what ...
The grey is English. The knife is home.
I think on yellow flesh. Cut the gold
from her coarse haired bone. Once
I noted the same green in me poking
from a ripe belly. Vines tangling
a forest womb. And I wonder if
it was I that committed
a terrible thing as I sliced
that black seed from its husk.
Wrapped a kidney-shaped bean
in wet paper. Hoped she’d grow
a second time. In case love was
discovered to quietly name what ...
#motherhood
#metaphor
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Amok Time

#dialogue
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
#philosophical
#scifi
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