Quatrain Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#quatrain
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
5th Aug 2023 6:11am
5th Aug 2023 6:11am
Temple of Fires
Fairy backhand mojo upon a mist transmogrify
Host's talismanic unearth sacred grounded lies
Underground devilry slow illusion slight of trick
Alchemistic charming, no mesmerism will slick
Water altar spring forth from the heavenly gate
Stone-based law bringing evil from unholy hate
Washed in sin arcana fall by a banishing angel
Hellbroth bayard superstition conjuration angle
Disenchantment forming into a wondrous light
Their sightseeing incantational miraculous rite
As the dawn of sacrificial night old heart loom
Burn starts...
Host's talismanic unearth sacred grounded lies
Underground devilry slow illusion slight of trick
Alchemistic charming, no mesmerism will slick
Water altar spring forth from the heavenly gate
Stone-based law bringing evil from unholy hate
Washed in sin arcana fall by a banishing angel
Hellbroth bayard superstition conjuration angle
Disenchantment forming into a wondrous light
Their sightseeing incantational miraculous rite
As the dawn of sacrificial night old heart loom
Burn starts...
#spiritual
#quatrain
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6 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 3:07am
28th Nov 2022 3:07am
Funk defy your soul
Swag hot feels is all we gonna need
This whacked-out timing to play
Raising fruit from the soulless seed
Words in unknown rhyme today
Tripping upon the bed way too high
Music crunk by a wing and care
Make-believing base words may fly
Hear an angel not a devil's dare
Now we walk their grass a barefoot
Old sacrifice hung in sacred tree
The holiest grounds burnt into soot
Sound of minds, our spirits free
This whacked-out timing to play
Raising fruit from the soulless seed
Words in unknown rhyme today
Tripping upon the bed way too high
Music crunk by a wing and care
Make-believing base words may fly
Hear an angel not a devil's dare
Now we walk their grass a barefoot
Old sacrifice hung in sacred tree
The holiest grounds burnt into soot
Sound of minds, our spirits free
#music
#lyrics
#quatrain
#dark
#spiritual
578 reads
6 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
12th Nov 2022 2:15am
12th Nov 2022 2:15am
Seeing into the dark
Come together like Voltron deep-fried deception
Moby dickhead spectre through anti-truth ocean
As Deja voodoo beat down on a pimp plantation
Lured down denial river flow head game notions
Anti-facts shot in the ass conjuring trick delusion
Woke supremacy buys a cultural arsonist tool kit
Hen house horse shit spins word magic allusions
Perception light filament shows fallacy's holy writ
Moby dickhead spectre through anti-truth ocean
As Deja voodoo beat down on a pimp plantation
Lured down denial river flow head game notions
Anti-facts shot in the ass conjuring trick delusion
Woke supremacy buys a cultural arsonist tool kit
Hen house horse shit spins word magic allusions
Perception light filament shows fallacy's holy writ
#dark
#quatrain
#deception
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2 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
1st Nov 2022 6:25am
1st Nov 2022 6:25am
Mirrors don't reflect
By stare arcane sightless eyes
Sibylline wiz metapsychic skies
Secret numbered spell to show
Without the unmade God below
Dark scale circle upon linear road
Longest daydreams sun bestowed
Sorcerer's trick cover father's hand
Cryptic recondite outer motherland
Soul will bleed third dimension begun
A godless reflection that beckons none
Self turn center our mirror to never see
Winter cold blow spirit sail aft mental sea
Number grows larger as ratio shrinks small
Infinite large then matching an...
Sibylline wiz metapsychic skies
Secret numbered spell to show
Without the unmade God below
Dark scale circle upon linear road
Longest daydreams sun bestowed
Sorcerer's trick cover father's hand
Cryptic recondite outer motherland
Soul will bleed third dimension begun
A godless reflection that beckons none
Self turn center our mirror to never see
Winter cold blow spirit sail aft mental sea
Number grows larger as ratio shrinks small
Infinite large then matching an...
#universe
#shadows
#spiritual #quatrain
#spiritual #quatrain
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2 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2022 6:13pm
23rd Oct 2022 6:13pm
Placebo affected
If I conversate, then I talk too much
Feelings I'll throw up if I dont speak up
A flaw in this mind soup dispenser
By broke spout, my thought's surrender
Feelings I'll throw up if I dont speak up
A flaw in this mind soup dispenser
By broke spout, my thought's surrender
#limerick
#quatrain
481 reads
6 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
28th Aug 2022 1:39am
28th Aug 2022 1:39am
The Evening Aesthetic
Poetry's vessel must have a sail
For the breeze of inspiration to fill
But when that breeze becomes a full gale
You must have in place some tried and true skill.
Words, of course, must be blue ribbon choice
And not sorry slang from coked up street gangs
Or twitter account for a moron's voice
No better than an animal with fangs.
The sails are like quatrains and stanzas
There to exploit inspiration's storm
That sometimes shows up like ore in bonanzas
Which must be contained in some sort of form!
Who knew content and form could be so...
For the breeze of inspiration to fill
But when that breeze becomes a full gale
You must have in place some tried and true skill.
Words, of course, must be blue ribbon choice
And not sorry slang from coked up street gangs
Or twitter account for a moron's voice
No better than an animal with fangs.
The sails are like quatrains and stanzas
There to exploit inspiration's storm
That sometimes shows up like ore in bonanzas
Which must be contained in some sort of form!
Who knew content and form could be so...
#sonnet
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #quatrain
#WritingPoetry #quatrain
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Alan-S-Jeeves
Poem Published
12th Jan 2022 8:45am
12th Jan 2022 8:45am
The Partridege And The Cartridge
Partridge red, how fine you fly;
Winging, gliding up on high.
We, down below as you sweep by,
Esteem the rapture to our eye.
Partridge red, how deft you try
To fill the heavens with your cry;
As you ride so fleet and spry
When for your covey fore you vie.
Partridge red, alert yet shy
I call and wait for your reply.
Alas, I close my eye and sigh
As someone shoots you from the sky.
Winging, gliding up on high.
We, down below as you sweep by,
Esteem the rapture to our eye.
Partridge red, how deft you try
To fill the heavens with your cry;
As you ride so fleet and spry
When for your covey fore you vie.
Partridge red, alert yet shy
I call and wait for your reply.
Alas, I close my eye and sigh
As someone shoots you from the sky.
#quatrain
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
1st Jul 2021 11:46am
1st Jul 2021 11:46am
Flatline
Conditioned to believe this
Told to do that
Falling in line may be bliss
But that line is flat
Told to do that
Falling in line may be bliss
But that line is flat
#death
#quatrain
#manipulation #deception
#manipulation #deception
545 reads
4 Comments
Alan-S-Jeeves
Poem Published
20th Mar 2021 10:19pm
20th Mar 2021 10:19pm
Anatomy Of The Word
The hand that inks the essay,
The words of wisdom all that lay
Upon the page to rage and say
The things that bring such joy to me.
The eye that seeks and finds a way
To sob the story, come what may,
As thoughts and themes run wild, astray!
This eye will try to always see.
The heart that beats without delay
And rhymes the lines that dance and sway
And bound and sound as blithely they
Never, ever, silent be.
The mind that minds his words today
And savours them, for e'er to stay
Within his soul,...
The words of wisdom all that lay
Upon the page to rage and say
The things that bring such joy to me.
The eye that seeks and finds a way
To sob the story, come what may,
As thoughts and themes run wild, astray!
This eye will try to always see.
The heart that beats without delay
And rhymes the lines that dance and sway
And bound and sound as blithely they
Never, ever, silent be.
The mind that minds his words today
And savours them, for e'er to stay
Within his soul,...
#quatrain
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Alan-S-Jeeves
Poem Published
29th Oct 2020 11:31am
29th Oct 2020 11:31am
His Coat Of Many Colours
His coat has many colours,
Joseph is his name;
Although some call him 'Joey'
It's Joseph just the same.
The collar on his cloak
Is such a vibrant red;
From his shoulders to his pointy chin
It goes right to his head.
The nether of his robe
Has hues of greens and blues
From his chubby, rounded waist
To his rugged grey black shoes.
His sleeves are speckled yellow,
A dazzling golden shade;
And silver sprays within the fold ~
Delightful how they're made.
Bright scarlet and...
Joseph is his name;
Although some call him 'Joey'
It's Joseph just the same.
The collar on his cloak
Is such a vibrant red;
From his shoulders to his pointy chin
It goes right to his head.
The nether of his robe
Has hues of greens and blues
From his chubby, rounded waist
To his rugged grey black shoes.
His sleeves are speckled yellow,
A dazzling golden shade;
And silver sprays within the fold ~
Delightful how they're made.
Bright scarlet and...
#funny
#quatrain
341 reads
4 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
11th Oct 2020 3:49pm
11th Oct 2020 3:49pm
Never for
Their couch never for sitting
And grass never for standing
So their lips never for kissing
Lonely heart never for loving,
--
Having legs never for walking
With mind never for thinking
Our earth never for spinning
This poem never for reading.
And grass never for standing
So their lips never for kissing
Lonely heart never for loving,
--
Having legs never for walking
With mind never for thinking
Our earth never for spinning
This poem never for reading.
#quatrain
517 reads
4 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
28th Aug 2020 10:48pm
28th Aug 2020 10:48pm
Without
A writer without paper
A painter without a muse
A home without a family
A reporter without the news
A sun without the light
The sky without the stars
The hope without the fear
The wound without the scars
The moments you remember
The life you have chosen
The times of your journey
The things that were set in motion
A mind without a thought
A dream without a wish
A soul without one's guilt
A start without a niche
A break but still intact
A crack but still complete ...
A painter without a muse
A home without a family
A reporter without the news
A sun without the light
The sky without the stars
The hope without the fear
The wound without the scars
The moments you remember
The life you have chosen
The times of your journey
The things that were set in motion
A mind without a thought
A dream without a wish
A soul without one's guilt
A start without a niche
A break but still intact
A crack but still complete ...
#philosophical
#quatrain
468 reads
6 Comments
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