Poems About Peace by Top Critiquers
#peace
A Vision of Metal
Long long ago before I became a SCATTERBRAIN watching EVIL DEAD movies repeatedly, I was ACCUSED of VIOLENCE on HALLOWS EVE. The DIRTY ROTTEN IMBECILES (D.R.I.) who always needed an ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT lived near the WATCHTOWER. They agreed with my METHOD OF DESTRUCTION (M.O.D.). We were SICK OF IT ALL, POSSESSED in bringing this faction down to their knees. A CORROSION OF CONFORMITY was happening in our towns and on our streets. If any DEFIANCE came their way, you were FORBIDDEN to enter their SACRED REICH. There needed to be LETHAL AGGRESSION. A FORCED ENTRY into their METAL CHURCH. We knew...
#dystopian
#music
#peace
#scifi
#war
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dig it man
feeling the slow hum
a vibe that can't be mistaken
Turn back and smoke a joint
Melancholy music for an era before my time
tripping in the deserts
grooving in the bay
Free love and hippies
long hair and rebellion
psychedelic dreams and the open road
Festivals and rocking out
Two snaps for the crazy poetry reading
I mean, I dig it, man
The fuzz might not be in tune with you
So, blaze it up and bake some brownies
Hazy Days tripping out
at one with nature
and loving each other
Vietnam, the...
a vibe that can't be mistaken
Turn back and smoke a joint
Melancholy music for an era before my time
tripping in the deserts
grooving in the bay
Free love and hippies
long hair and rebellion
psychedelic dreams and the open road
Festivals and rocking out
Two snaps for the crazy poetry reading
I mean, I dig it, man
The fuzz might not be in tune with you
So, blaze it up and bake some brownies
Hazy Days tripping out
at one with nature
and loving each other
Vietnam, the...
#love
#peace
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4 Comments
The Ribbons and Her Darkness
Tranquility arrives around sunset
As a journey of some seventeen thousand days winds down
Reflection at this point is so poignant
That messages written in those stars above become clearer
Must be the nostalgia of it all
Time becomes precious and valued with each passing minute
Verses feel more empowered
When poets instinctively begin to compose their magnum opus
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As a journey of some seventeen thousand days winds down
Reflection at this point is so poignant
That messages written in those stars above become clearer
Must be the nostalgia of it all
Time becomes precious and valued with each passing minute
Verses feel more empowered
When poets instinctively begin to compose their magnum opus
58 Unique Words
59 Total
#acceptance
#death
#peace
#universe
#WritingPoetry
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~ “cooooOOOOO-woo-woo-woo”
https://youtu.be/JwvuiTedQgw?feature=shared
starts in monotone
of just the beats of a heart
a humbly stylish pull off
from the retro disco times
comes the cynosure..
your incessantly spaced~ paced
shrilly cooooOOOOO-woo-woo-woo
(repeats in infinite refrains)
as if many one worded precis writing
of your lengthening ever poetic discourse..
wooing calls of...
starts in monotone
of just the beats of a heart
a humbly stylish pull off
from the retro disco times
comes the cynosure..
your incessantly spaced~ paced
shrilly cooooOOOOO-woo-woo-woo
(repeats in infinite refrains)
as if many one worded precis writing
of your lengthening ever poetic discourse..
wooing calls of...
#birds
#inspirational
#love
#music
#peace
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4 Comments
STAYING IN BED FOR PEACE
I'll "stay in bed for peace":
my tensions I'll release
in acts of making love
to my beautiful Dove.
I'm not going to war
for White House warrior
who didn't get to 'Nam
when called by Uncle Sam.
They who have most treasures
no doubt keep their pleasures:
I"m richer than I need
in arms of my bed steed.
We're trying to 'get caught',
knowing that life's too short -
and will be shorter still
if I'm sent...
my tensions I'll release
in acts of making love
to my beautiful Dove.
I'm not going to war
for White House warrior
who didn't get to 'Nam
when called by Uncle Sam.
They who have most treasures
no doubt keep their pleasures:
I"m richer than I need
in arms of my bed steed.
We're trying to 'get caught',
knowing that life's too short -
and will be shorter still
if I'm sent...
#marriage
#sex
#politics
#peace
#rhyming
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7 Comments
Too Sweet
You are too nice
too sweet & too
understanding
too sensitive
why don't you
suck it up lady
get a bit harder
why may i ask
Life is complex
and the world is
a broken place
yet, i refuse to
be cold & bitter
choose to love
and i do believe
this planet needs
empathic beings
respect & grace
peace & patience
and that, my poets
starts with ourselves
too sweet & too
understanding
too sensitive
why don't you
suck it up lady
get a bit harder
why may i ask
Life is complex
and the world is
a broken place
yet, i refuse to
be cold & bitter
choose to love
and i do believe
this planet needs
empathic beings
respect & grace
peace & patience
and that, my poets
starts with ourselves
#love
#peace
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Grace
Expression Series, VIII
#admiration
#kindness
#peace #respect
#peace #respect
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Last meeting for Peace
Potatoes danced under silver umbrellas.
Always jumping screws in a replay scene.
Silk stockings flew as light as hippos...
A political party is always pure clowning.
Always jumping screws in a replay scene.
Silk stockings flew as light as hippos...
A political party is always pure clowning.
#corruption
#nonfiction
#peace
#politics
#war
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Peace
When you are at peace
with yourself
You find beauty
in everything else
And that beauty
is a source of joy;
a joy, that emanates from others
But is...
Your very own
with yourself
You find beauty
in everything else
And that beauty
is a source of joy;
a joy, that emanates from others
But is...
Your very own
#beauty
#happiness
#hope #peace
#hope #peace
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Don't Kid Yourself
No one will miss a vanishing poet
whenever there's the hell of bills to pay
and poet economics will blow it
when all they wanted was to have their say
in a land of pumping gas for cracked corn
because someone's Jimmy needed to eat
or scratch one more itch for internet porn
in a nation catering to defeat...
where tortured poetic aspiration
fails to rise beyond shackles of pain
and debit cancels our inspiration...
handing laurels to consumerist gain.
And thus I bid this undercroft...adieu...
to explore...
whenever there's the hell of bills to pay
and poet economics will blow it
when all they wanted was to have their say
in a land of pumping gas for cracked corn
because someone's Jimmy needed to eat
or scratch one more itch for internet porn
in a nation catering to defeat...
where tortured poetic aspiration
fails to rise beyond shackles of pain
and debit cancels our inspiration...
handing laurels to consumerist gain.
And thus I bid this undercroft...adieu...
to explore...
#peace
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Some things (and places) are worth the hype
Human-made wonders
can be hit and miss
when it comes to the awe department,
but nature never disappoints.
And human nature,
when at its rare best
can be truly extraordinary.
To see night fall within seconds
under a blazing crown,
and day return just as fast –
truly worthy of all the glory,
and others will write of it
more eloquently than I.
But
to witness it with thousands
who have sat cramped in cars for hours
through towns where “traffic” means
three cars at the...
can be hit and miss
when it comes to the awe department,
but nature never disappoints.
And human nature,
when at its rare best
can be truly extraordinary.
To see night fall within seconds
under a blazing crown,
and day return just as fast –
truly worthy of all the glory,
and others will write of it
more eloquently than I.
But
to witness it with thousands
who have sat cramped in cars for hours
through towns where “traffic” means
three cars at the...
#shadows
#peace
#humankind #NaPoWriMo2024
#humankind #NaPoWriMo2024
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Doomed mankind
In a world full of hate
Where do I stand
If I don’t try to fight
I give them a hand
I have to tell them
What is on my mind
Or there would be
Nothing left to find
I know I will be burnt
Or ground to a sand
If we don’t do it
Doomed is mankind
Where do I stand
If I don’t try to fight
I give them a hand
I have to tell them
What is on my mind
Or there would be
Nothing left to find
I know I will be burnt
Or ground to a sand
If we don’t do it
Doomed is mankind
#conflict
#morality
#peace
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