Metaphor by Top Critiquers Poems
#metaphor
Fifteen Spiritual Haikus
Life Basis:
Truthful believing
Responsive obedience
Wisdom faithfully
Repentant Instruction:
Active fellowship
Admonishment outwardly
Correcting brethren
Autumnal:
A millennium
The Feast of Tabernacles
Annual Sabbath
God's People:
Building the temple
His molding and fashioning
Creation within
Demonic:
Human possession
Resulting insanity
Psychotic breakdown
...
Truthful believing
Responsive obedience
Wisdom faithfully
Repentant Instruction:
Active fellowship
Admonishment outwardly
Correcting brethren
Autumnal:
A millennium
The Feast of Tabernacles
Annual Sabbath
God's People:
Building the temple
His molding and fashioning
Creation within
Demonic:
Human possession
Resulting insanity
Psychotic breakdown
...
#haiku
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#spiritual
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Watch me breathe
Fuck me
Feel me
Make me bleed
Have me
Take me
Fill my need
Writhe me
Rile me
Be my meade
Shoot me
Free me
Pull my lead
Toss me
Turn me
Take my plead
Make me
Break me
Force my cede
Pass me
Fail me
Show me speed
Love me
Hate me
Cause me gleed
Churn me
Chain me
Own my deed
Love me
Leave me
Drive my feed
Help me
Hurt me
Eat my seed
Touch me ...
Feel me
Make me bleed
Have me
Take me
Fill my need
Writhe me
Rile me
Be my meade
Shoot me
Free me
Pull my lead
Toss me
Turn me
Take my plead
Make me
Break me
Force my cede
Pass me
Fail me
Show me speed
Love me
Hate me
Cause me gleed
Churn me
Chain me
Own my deed
Love me
Leave me
Drive my feed
Help me
Hurt me
Eat my seed
Touch me ...
#erotic
#metaphor
#sensual
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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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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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I Will Come Back
in nature's hatbox with my wandering pen
Whispering life's innuendoes with memories
and forget-me-nots, "mouse's ears"
From the gurgling creek of mint julep's sleep
as shadows streak across the bye and bye
With the glory of moments ago flashing neon
in a seance with a spiritual quest in dreams
Now come to me rolled-in bagel and doubled
down echoes of strapless stilettos
Listening to the stillness forever in silence
Whispering life's innuendoes with memories
and forget-me-nots, "mouse's ears"
From the gurgling creek of mint julep's sleep
as shadows streak across the bye and bye
With the glory of moments ago flashing neon
in a seance with a spiritual quest in dreams
Now come to me rolled-in bagel and doubled
down echoes of strapless stilettos
Listening to the stillness forever in silence
#spiritual
#emotional
#metaphor #philosophical
#metaphor #philosophical
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Cloud Kiss
Take my hand
I know this place
eternal peace for me
the clouds in our beautiful sky
Tis fun at first
hand in hand
jumping from one to another
giggling even
Like landing in a bowl of marshmallows
bite one, youll experience all there is
the innocent sweetness
pure bliss
With our hands entwined as one
feeling this softness together
the purity of what we feel
like the whisper of a stolen kiss
I know this place
eternal peace for me
the clouds in our beautiful sky
Tis fun at first
hand in hand
jumping from one to another
giggling even
Like landing in a bowl of marshmallows
bite one, youll experience all there is
the innocent sweetness
pure bliss
With our hands entwined as one
feeling this softness together
the purity of what we feel
like the whisper of a stolen kiss
#love
#nature
#metaphor
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Hymn to Creation
i.
in the beginning
there was a ram
made of wounds
and starlight
electrical currents
for blood masked
a humble den
of deceit
ii.
the bear tasted
of dark, honeyed pine
forming clenched palms
in the veiled morning mist
carpet burns on knees
that wholly eroticised
the initials carved
into a thigh
iii.
rabbit peered from her hole
flat-eared and frightened,
a universe imploding...
in the beginning
there was a ram
made of wounds
and starlight
electrical currents
for blood masked
a humble den
of deceit
ii.
the bear tasted
of dark, honeyed pine
forming clenched palms
in the veiled morning mist
carpet burns on knees
that wholly eroticised
the initials carved
into a thigh
iii.
rabbit peered from her hole
flat-eared and frightened,
a universe imploding...
#women
#men
#pagan #metaphor
#pagan #metaphor
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Cycling a Poetic Ride
I will take my old red bike for a ride
when the muse sends a breeze from the hill
no matter what time, be it warmth or chill
i'll follow my feel, and Nature's tide
It may be midnight, dawn, or at dusk
when the tingle stirs a dormant nerve
i may even not be in such a hot verve
frozen with cold, or in the sun, i bask
I ride my bike sometimes at midnight
hear the engine rolling over its tires
an onomatopoeia sounds like barbed wires
sniper in the bush,lying out of sight
As i ride my bike i feel...
when the muse sends a breeze from the hill
no matter what time, be it warmth or chill
i'll follow my feel, and Nature's tide
It may be midnight, dawn, or at dusk
when the tingle stirs a dormant nerve
i may even not be in such a hot verve
frozen with cold, or in the sun, i bask
I ride my bike sometimes at midnight
hear the engine rolling over its tires
an onomatopoeia sounds like barbed wires
sniper in the bush,lying out of sight
As i ride my bike i feel...
#uplifting
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
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How roses reek
Bathing foster waters
multi petalled vines entwined
my torn skin would ache
a crown of thorns
lay opened
in mosaics
my strained ear would hear
light birds
my hands became
five petalled
fragranced heart
drying and pressing
flowers I burned
reading
tarot
tundra oracle
opens in strength
clothed
Magician
empress and fool
all ardently adorned
o rippled rose ...
multi petalled vines entwined
my torn skin would ache
a crown of thorns
lay opened
in mosaics
my strained ear would hear
light birds
my hands became
five petalled
fragranced heart
drying and pressing
flowers I burned
reading
tarot
tundra oracle
opens in strength
clothed
Magician
empress and fool
all ardently adorned
o rippled rose ...
#gothic
#flowers
#music
#metaphor
#art
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weightlessness
A very common caterpillar
eating leaves non-stop.
She dreams of being a butterfly...
Could have been a butterpillar
or it could even be a caterfly...
Ends of the same Gordian knot.
eating leaves non-stop.
She dreams of being a butterfly...
Could have been a butterpillar
or it could even be a caterfly...
Ends of the same Gordian knot.
#butterfly
#rebirth
#mirror
#metaphor
#healing
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Sun Goddess
Grey, it's a poor man's blue
It's my eyes, without you.
~
A window pane, revealing
through the frost of the glass
A light unknown; be known
A sun, unsurpassed
Winter held and winter chilled
as my eyes bled away all vision
But a ray of light, now in sight
touched within my prison
She laid her flower down to ground
with the moisture of my kiss
And this said sun, known but to one;
I blessed it with my tenderness
Her softest light, a touch of gold
to value all that she may handle ...
It's my eyes, without you.
~
A window pane, revealing
through the frost of the glass
A light unknown; be known
A sun, unsurpassed
Winter held and winter chilled
as my eyes bled away all vision
But a ray of light, now in sight
touched within my prison
She laid her flower down to ground
with the moisture of my kiss
And this said sun, known but to one;
I blessed it with my tenderness
Her softest light, a touch of gold
to value all that she may handle ...
#uplifting
#metaphor
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Anxious Poetics
Spun of sugared fables and salted truths
I can easily fall prey to Anxiety's
penitent thoughts.
Watching monochrome yesterday's
and the million tomorrow's
that already haunt.
Feeding Melancholy laughter and smiles
in avoidance of cursed uncertainty
to be Apathy's pitiful child.
Becoming Happy's pretty 'lil liar
while living on stale breaths of courage
'til the taut corset of butterflies flee.
I can easily fall prey to Anxiety's
penitent thoughts.
Watching monochrome yesterday's
and the million tomorrow's
that already haunt.
Feeding Melancholy laughter and smiles
in avoidance of cursed uncertainty
to be Apathy's pitiful child.
Becoming Happy's pretty 'lil liar
while living on stale breaths of courage
'til the taut corset of butterflies flee.
#anxiety
#courage
#MentalHealth
#FeelingTrapped
#metaphor
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