Poems about Risk
#risk
Poems about risk, here you'll find poetry about taking risks and exposing ourselves to dangerous situations. Poems about risking danger or harm, along with poetry about putting our emotions on the line.
out with the old...
too many drinks too quickly
it was like a trainwreck when it hit me
(no, I'm not still drunk)
my altered perspective made me think
maybe I should switch shit up
strike a match to the past
and blaze into a new me
it's probably mostly bluster
I mean...
how much different could I be
just trying out something unexpected
really...it's not so much...
infusing silver locks
with something more vibrant
dye it half violet & leave the other half white
then take it from the waist up to shoulders
seems a small step... ...
it was like a trainwreck when it hit me
(no, I'm not still drunk)
my altered perspective made me think
maybe I should switch shit up
strike a match to the past
and blaze into a new me
it's probably mostly bluster
I mean...
how much different could I be
just trying out something unexpected
really...it's not so much...
infusing silver locks
with something more vibrant
dye it half violet & leave the other half white
then take it from the waist up to shoulders
seems a small step... ...
#happiness
#SelfReflection
#risk #PersonalGrowth
#risk #PersonalGrowth
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Gaza
With whole families in an instant snuffed out
I know that there's no fortress sound enough;
no wall, no border, and no keen redoubt
which would ever convincingly rebuff
all that the forces of hate may compel
to cascade down upon the open meek;
all of the elements of vassal hell
predisposed to turning an abject cheek,
and by such a turn to press an attack
that no old combat honor would condone.
Only the faux virtuous brainiac,
who was by the risk all too crudely prone ...
I know that there's no fortress sound enough;
no wall, no border, and no keen redoubt
which would ever convincingly rebuff
all that the forces of hate may compel
to cascade down upon the open meek;
all of the elements of vassal hell
predisposed to turning an abject cheek,
and by such a turn to press an attack
that no old combat honor would condone.
Only the faux virtuous brainiac,
who was by the risk all too crudely prone ...
#HumanRights
#responsibility
#masculinity #risk
#masculinity #risk
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Silent - The Girlfriend (2)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
I suppose I should have paid more attention to the signs around me, for Philippa seemed flustered and in a hurry to leave when she woke, like she couldn't wait to get away. And later, when I headed to the communal bathroom, I caught sight of the mentor Dawn staring at me with such hostility, it scared me. That was the first time I'd seen her since the party on Sunday evening and I knew I'd really hurt her.
Breakfast. Pretty quiet. No sign of Philippa, Aidan, Dawn. No sign of the blonde waitress, Lucy Harlesden. No hot plate. Just Paul, the...
I suppose I should have paid more attention to the signs around me, for Philippa seemed flustered and in a hurry to leave when she woke, like she couldn't wait to get away. And later, when I headed to the communal bathroom, I caught sight of the mentor Dawn staring at me with such hostility, it scared me. That was the first time I'd seen her since the party on Sunday evening and I knew I'd really hurt her.
Breakfast. Pretty quiet. No sign of Philippa, Aidan, Dawn. No sign of the blonde waitress, Lucy Harlesden. No hot plate. Just Paul, the...
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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Silent, The Girlfriend (1)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Someone was knocking on my door again. 'Gavin? Can you open the door, please? I need to talk to you.'
'Go away, Philippa.'
'I'm so sorry about earlier. Aidan and I aren't going out. Aidan always gets the wrong impression and thinks girls are interested in him when they're not. He has serious issues. Please open the door. I need to talk to you.' She sounded just like Lucy a few minutes earlier.
Eventually, the door knocking got too much, so I jumped out of bed and answered. 'I nearly got battered because of you,' I said,...
Someone was knocking on my door again. 'Gavin? Can you open the door, please? I need to talk to you.'
'Go away, Philippa.'
'I'm so sorry about earlier. Aidan and I aren't going out. Aidan always gets the wrong impression and thinks girls are interested in him when they're not. He has serious issues. Please open the door. I need to talk to you.' She sounded just like Lucy a few minutes earlier.
Eventually, the door knocking got too much, so I jumped out of bed and answered. 'I nearly got battered because of you,' I said,...
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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Ugliness Of The Virtual Beauty
i boldly stood on the massive boulder
Watching the small village that lies below
It seemed in the eye of the mystic seer
That time up here, is heavenly too slow
In the foggy streets, nestled houses in clusters
Leave nought to the narrowest peep to breathe
From whence chimneys smoke up very thick layers
Where the living ones, spend a narrow life so brief
With every step uphill the heaven's gates open
To the most jocund views, that earth can show
Those small brooks, rivers and grand mountain
A beauty piece of earth to...
Watching the small village that lies below
It seemed in the eye of the mystic seer
That time up here, is heavenly too slow
In the foggy streets, nestled houses in clusters
Leave nought to the narrowest peep to breathe
From whence chimneys smoke up very thick layers
Where the living ones, spend a narrow life so brief
With every step uphill the heaven's gates open
To the most jocund views, that earth can show
Those small brooks, rivers and grand mountain
A beauty piece of earth to...
#dreams
#TimeHeals
#escape
#meditation
#risk
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Silent, A Tense Encounter (2)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Too much. Jace, Steve, Aidan howling like a child, and now the girl in the hood shouting at me too. I pretended I needed the toilet and climbed through the window space again, cutting my finger on the nail, conscious of the hoodie screaming more obscenities after me from inside the building. It was pretty light outside, breezy but muggy. My heart was hammering in my chest. I tiptoed round the back and climbed over a fence, tearing through hedges and branches on all fours, into a field, my jeans and trainers getting plastered with mud, my hands getting stung...
Too much. Jace, Steve, Aidan howling like a child, and now the girl in the hood shouting at me too. I pretended I needed the toilet and climbed through the window space again, cutting my finger on the nail, conscious of the hoodie screaming more obscenities after me from inside the building. It was pretty light outside, breezy but muggy. My heart was hammering in my chest. I tiptoed round the back and climbed over a fence, tearing through hedges and branches on all fours, into a field, my jeans and trainers getting plastered with mud, my hands getting stung...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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Ghost Drivers
You're freaking me out, Waymo.
I've never seen invisible.
But there you are,
driving with your invisible hands.
Drinking your invisible latte,
radio tuned to KBOO
Take me for a ride, Waymo.
Thrill me with your silence.
Let me stare out the window,
lost in my thoughts,
instead of having to answer
dumb questions about Christmas shopping.
I could like you a lot, Waymo,
once I get used to you.
I want to defend you against ignorant naysayers,
wringing their hands about safety.
I'll vouch for you.
You...
I've never seen invisible.
But there you are,
driving with your invisible hands.
Drinking your invisible latte,
radio tuned to KBOO
Take me for a ride, Waymo.
Thrill me with your silence.
Let me stare out the window,
lost in my thoughts,
instead of having to answer
dumb questions about Christmas shopping.
I could like you a lot, Waymo,
once I get used to you.
I want to defend you against ignorant naysayers,
wringing their hands about safety.
I'll vouch for you.
You...
#technology
#cars
#risk
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Silent, A Tense Encounter (1)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
It was awful. I kept trying to leave, but each time I walked to the empty window space, Jace or Steve got me in a friendly headlock and sat me down again while the hoodie cackled in the corner, muttering before laughing out loud. I couldn't believe I'd tried to help Jace the previous night when he'd done his stupid walk along the sea railing. I should have let him fall into the water.
Meanwhile, Philippa and Aidan were bickering in another corner of the building. Aidan rolling around on the ground and crying like a little kid. Throwing up everywhere...
It was awful. I kept trying to leave, but each time I walked to the empty window space, Jace or Steve got me in a friendly headlock and sat me down again while the hoodie cackled in the corner, muttering before laughing out loud. I couldn't believe I'd tried to help Jace the previous night when he'd done his stupid walk along the sea railing. I should have let him fall into the water.
Meanwhile, Philippa and Aidan were bickering in another corner of the building. Aidan rolling around on the ground and crying like a little kid. Throwing up everywhere...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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Silent, A Disclosure (2)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
I skipped dinner, unable to face Dawn after last night. I managed to persuade Veronica to sell me a sandwich and some crisps from the light refreshment counter, and I ate the snacks alone in my room. I thought a bit more about the Lucy girl. It all seemed mad and over the top, although plausible to a point…the whole thing of the former Mayor chasing after her…not exactly normal. I slipped on some clothes that were less scruffy than the ones I'd been wearing. I had a shave. Prepped back my hair with gel. Nice one. Yes! I brushed my teeth. Imagined kissing...
I skipped dinner, unable to face Dawn after last night. I managed to persuade Veronica to sell me a sandwich and some crisps from the light refreshment counter, and I ate the snacks alone in my room. I thought a bit more about the Lucy girl. It all seemed mad and over the top, although plausible to a point…the whole thing of the former Mayor chasing after her…not exactly normal. I slipped on some clothes that were less scruffy than the ones I'd been wearing. I had a shave. Prepped back my hair with gel. Nice one. Yes! I brushed my teeth. Imagined kissing...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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Silent, A Disclosure
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Someone was knocking on my door again. Philippa, this time.
'We need to talk,' I said. 'Who are you really? You aren't from Tunbridge Wells, are you?'
A smile played around the corner of her lips. 'How did you find out?'
'It doesn't matter. Just tell me. I can't deal with anymore of this.'
***
'I'm from Exeter in Devon,' she began, after pulling up a chair and sitting opposite me. 'Don't let the accent trick you. Years of practice and private schooling. I'm seventeen, not eighteen like I...
Someone was knocking on my door again. Philippa, this time.
'We need to talk,' I said. 'Who are you really? You aren't from Tunbridge Wells, are you?'
A smile played around the corner of her lips. 'How did you find out?'
'It doesn't matter. Just tell me. I can't deal with anymore of this.'
***
'I'm from Exeter in Devon,' she began, after pulling up a chair and sitting opposite me. 'Don't let the accent trick you. Years of practice and private schooling. I'm seventeen, not eighteen like I...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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anxiety
the flames
draped
over
my folding
darkness,
the tangle
behind
blurring dreams,
pressed
in gleaming
ruins,
these
passing nights,
well worn
in layers
of frailty,
this brittle
climate,
this is
where
the candle
burns brightest
at sunrise.
draped
over
my folding
darkness,
the tangle
behind
blurring dreams,
pressed
in gleaming
ruins,
these
passing nights,
well worn
in layers
of frailty,
this brittle
climate,
this is
where
the candle
burns brightest
at sunrise.
#anxiety
#escape
#healing
#risk
#vulnerability
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i saw myself in the river
a child in danger at the waters’ edge
No. 2 from The Children’s Collection
i saw myself in the river,
though scarcely could i swim;
my whole self started to quiver,
while stood i on the brim.
i danced about like a vapour
with hands and feet and eyes,
as floaty as human paper;
the waters were my skies.
at first, i loved the excitement:
it seemed that i could fly!
but when i saw the embankment,
i knew that i could die.
the trees and hilltops were seeming
to make me sail upstream;
how could i stand there...
No. 2 from The Children’s Collection
i saw myself in the river,
though scarcely could i swim;
my whole self started to quiver,
while stood i on the brim.
i danced about like a vapour
with hands and feet and eyes,
as floaty as human paper;
the waters were my skies.
at first, i loved the excitement:
it seemed that i could fly!
but when i saw the embankment,
i knew that i could die.
the trees and hilltops were seeming
to make me sail upstream;
how could i stand there...
#children
#river
#sky
#SelfReflection
#risk
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