Nonfiction by Top Critiquers Poems
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nonfiction by top critiquers poems. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Rianne
Poem Published
17th Jan 2023 8:15am
17th Jan 2023 8:15am
When I was written
In a galaxy other/older than poetry
I was carved by stone masons
chiseled canvas speaks
Idibera
did you know
not ever
would
my name
be forgotten?
Idibera
my face grew
into waves
washed
in these tides
I heard horizons
pledge
poesy older than
galaxies
Ⓒ copyrights owned by Rianne
...
I was carved by stone masons
chiseled canvas speaks
Idibera
did you know
not ever
would
my name
be forgotten?
Idibera
my face grew
into waves
washed
in these tides
I heard horizons
pledge
poesy older than
galaxies
Ⓒ copyrights owned by Rianne
...
#historical
#nonfiction
#symbolism
56 reads
8 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
9th Jun 2020 10:13pm
9th Jun 2020 10:13pm
DIGGING TIDES
Toil of sun smeared spade,
Forking limbs horizontal to
The hardening earth:
As a gravedigger reluctant, to
Leave further space for the dead.
The old man’s back buckles like
An old iron bridge bearing
Exhaust thrust of lorry pile up.
Age stoops into shed
Struggle to draw cigarette, to
Gates of his putrefied mouth.
Eyes blacker than crow feathers
Butterfly cadaver mascara.
Death at his elbow, vertebra
Valediction ropes
Memory to burnt bridges.
The old man feels fern & roots
Lapping his...
Forking limbs horizontal to
The hardening earth:
As a gravedigger reluctant, to
Leave further space for the dead.
The old man’s back buckles like
An old iron bridge bearing
Exhaust thrust of lorry pile up.
Age stoops into shed
Struggle to draw cigarette, to
Gates of his putrefied mouth.
Eyes blacker than crow feathers
Butterfly cadaver mascara.
Death at his elbow, vertebra
Valediction ropes
Memory to burnt bridges.
The old man feels fern & roots
Lapping his...
#MyInspiration
#nonfiction
381 reads
1 Comment
Em-ily
Poem Published
15th Dec 2022 00:08am
15th Dec 2022 00:08am
News Digest, December 14th
A Tech Worker Is... X
Buckingham Palace prepares for Prince Harry
gaslighting claims in part 2 of Netflix
docuseries
CN CNN 3h
1:02
Video Kitten doesn't approve of Christmas
tree with umbrella base
Commentary:
The Salt Lake Tribune
DONATE
=
individuals, much can be accomplished to
heal relationships and foster greater
understanding."
As Latter-day Saint general authority Seventy
Jack Gerard told the church-owned Deseret
News, "(W)hat we're...
Buckingham Palace prepares for Prince Harry
gaslighting claims in part 2 of Netflix
docuseries
CN CNN 3h
1:02
Video Kitten doesn't approve of Christmas
tree with umbrella base
Commentary:
The Salt Lake Tribune
DONATE
=
individuals, much can be accomplished to
heal relationships and foster greater
understanding."
As Latter-day Saint general authority Seventy
Jack Gerard told the church-owned Deseret
News, "(W)hat we're...
#nonfiction
65 reads
12 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
11th Feb 2019 7:43pm
11th Feb 2019 7:43pm
More Factz
we complicate shit
but sometimes it will come down
to just the bare basics
but sometimes it will come down
to just the bare basics
#animals
#nature
#TruthOfLife #nonfiction
#TruthOfLife #nonfiction
346 reads
4 Comments
Ownly_Human
Poem Published
1st Feb 2023 7:10am
1st Feb 2023 7:10am
Deck Of Cards
During the North African campaign,
A group of soldier boys had been on a long hike.
They came to a town called Cassino.
The next day, being, Sunday, some of the boys went to church,
And after the Chaplin had read the prayer, the text was taken up next.
Those of the boys who had a prayer books took them out, but, this one boy only had a deck of cards,
And so he spread them out.
The Sargent saw the cards and said
"Soldier, put away those cards."
After the services were over, the boy was taken prisoner,
And brought before...
A group of soldier boys had been on a long hike.
They came to a town called Cassino.
The next day, being, Sunday, some of the boys went to church,
And after the Chaplin had read the prayer, the text was taken up next.
Those of the boys who had a prayer books took them out, but, this one boy only had a deck of cards,
And so he spread them out.
The Sargent saw the cards and said
"Soldier, put away those cards."
After the services were over, the boy was taken prisoner,
And brought before...
#spiritual
#nonfiction
63 reads
12 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
10th Jul 2022 8:06pm
10th Jul 2022 8:06pm
Eternal sunset and lakes of fury
Brightly she shines in our night sky;
her name the goddess of love.
Once Earth's twin –
similar in size and structure –
her hellish heat
and sulphuric sky
have rendered her an evil monster.
Cloaked in a carbon dioxide blanket,
her acid rain, violent volcanoes
and lakes of lava run rampant;
their heat unable to escape
the scorching surface.
No seasons serve to cool or calm.
Even the night
offers little respite
from the soaring heat
and you could be...
her name the goddess of love.
Once Earth's twin –
similar in size and structure –
her hellish heat
and sulphuric sky
have rendered her an evil monster.
Cloaked in a carbon dioxide blanket,
her acid rain, violent volcanoes
and lakes of lava run rampant;
their heat unable to escape
the scorching surface.
No seasons serve to cool or calm.
Even the night
offers little respite
from the soaring heat
and you could be...
#sun
#universe
#environment
#astronomy
#nonfiction
247 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Jul 2022 2:10pm
6th Jul 2022 2:10pm
My Culture Fix - 06/07/22
The book I'm reading
A Certain Hunger by Chelsea G Summers, a debut by a Victorian literature PhD about a New York restaurant critic and "female psychopath", a psychological phenomenon which she discusses in the first-person narrative, stylised as a sort of prison diary. She's a cannibalistic serial killer, in her early 50s. The book, therefore, is comparable to both American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis and Hannibal by Thomas Harris, though in my opinion more interesting/funnier than the former and less pulpy than the latter.
The book I wish I had written
Breakfast at...
A Certain Hunger by Chelsea G Summers, a debut by a Victorian literature PhD about a New York restaurant critic and "female psychopath", a psychological phenomenon which she discusses in the first-person narrative, stylised as a sort of prison diary. She's a cannibalistic serial killer, in her early 50s. The book, therefore, is comparable to both American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis and Hannibal by Thomas Harris, though in my opinion more interesting/funnier than the former and less pulpy than the latter.
The book I wish I had written
Breakfast at...
#books
#PopCulture
#culture #nonfiction
#culture #nonfiction
152 reads
3 Comments
Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
26th Jan 2020 11:12am
26th Jan 2020 11:12am
Through the mire..
Fresh from the drawn curtains of a pastel dawn
The sun hides behind the massing clouds of day
Water lapsed legs are rubbed in the velvet of silt
Giving way to the fray and territory of notion
In a sense a dressed devotion;
The now is where we stand before
This time, this here, is all we have..
The past behind the futures advance
That fucking met-a-phorical door..
It’s frame is barred in the intern of an open floor
As we set what rises in its wrapping
The present is the moments gift
A man, his dog, wet boots, and...
The sun hides behind the massing clouds of day
Water lapsed legs are rubbed in the velvet of silt
Giving way to the fray and territory of notion
In a sense a dressed devotion;
The now is where we stand before
This time, this here, is all we have..
The past behind the futures advance
That fucking met-a-phorical door..
It’s frame is barred in the intern of an open floor
As we set what rises in its wrapping
The present is the moments gift
A man, his dog, wet boots, and...
#strength
#sun
#clouds
#nature
#nonfiction
304 reads
2 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
24th Apr 2022 8:09am
24th Apr 2022 8:09am
Villanelle Nr.22 — Languaridge Connspinnery
These gray daze languaridge has bean phlished
down the loo, croodoozing a plight old stink —
but saye so, and yorra connspinnery smearist
Mapinulation of schmass oblivnion has crissed
a line — evlyone’s a bio-hazzad link:
gray daze indeed wenn languaridge has bean phlished
Sir-Jest a drooling elite haz gott phoke mished
purloining the drotts to schtopp sheeple fink?
Yorra kneeville connspinnery smearist!
Gotchahyperbole of meedya, daily glished
on the peepull makks yawrise blink-k-k —
daak...
down the loo, croodoozing a plight old stink —
but saye so, and yorra connspinnery smearist
Mapinulation of schmass oblivnion has crissed
a line — evlyone’s a bio-hazzad link:
gray daze indeed wenn languaridge has bean phlished
Sir-Jest a drooling elite haz gott phoke mished
purloining the drotts to schtopp sheeple fink?
Yorra kneeville connspinnery smearist!
Gotchahyperbole of meedya, daily glished
on the peepull makks yawrise blink-k-k —
daak...
#politics
#apocalypse
#PowerOfWords
#nonfiction
#NaPoWriMo2022
242 reads
8 Comments
Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
24th Aug 2017 4:22am
24th Aug 2017 4:22am
Freedom from a corrupted Chief
(are we there yet...?)
letters borne on silver winged birds
logos and flags, with stars and stripes
all hail the descending royalties
smug fat faces shiny and smiling
like petrified Buddhas
oh how they exude benevolence
bend the knees, forehead to palms
deities from the skies, all hail
never a step missed
never a frozen face frowned
words of welcome murmured
never above the safe decible
they are gourmand and gourmandisers
deny them not their food and drinks
born of the peasants...
letters borne on silver winged birds
logos and flags, with stars and stripes
all hail the descending royalties
smug fat faces shiny and smiling
like petrified Buddhas
oh how they exude benevolence
bend the knees, forehead to palms
deities from the skies, all hail
never a step missed
never a frozen face frowned
words of welcome murmured
never above the safe decible
they are gourmand and gourmandisers
deny them not their food and drinks
born of the peasants...
#corruption
#politics
#environment
#historical
#nonfiction
620 reads
8 Comments
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