Poems About Rivers Seeking Honest Critique
#river
Poems about rivers seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 00:16am
23rd Apr 2024 00:16am
don’t ignore the river, mate
on his phone he describes to her
what he’s seeing.
“I’m on a hill overlooking the river ..”
let me stop you there,
she says
to overlook the river’s a mistake
what he’s seeing.
“I’m on a hill overlooking the river ..”
let me stop you there,
she says
to overlook the river’s a mistake
#river
133 reads
3 Comments
I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 7:19am
19th Apr 2024 7:19am
Waste(d) waters
Gently, as the river flows,
Crystal clear hydration like a dream of light.
But it has secret poison that is also clear as glass as it flows intwined
So I pull out my canteen,
On this hiking excursion.
and I filter the dreams.
As I gasp from my thirst again.
Gotta keep my head clear.
And my freshwater too.
So I lie down to rest on my journey.
Slowly falling asleep safe and sound for now.
Until I thirst again.
Crystal clear hydration like a dream of light.
But it has secret poison that is also clear as glass as it flows intwined
So I pull out my canteen,
On this hiking excursion.
and I filter the dreams.
As I gasp from my thirst again.
Gotta keep my head clear.
And my freshwater too.
So I lie down to rest on my journey.
Slowly falling asleep safe and sound for now.
Until I thirst again.
#river
198 reads
0 Comments
Josiah
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 5:13pm
15th Apr 2024 5:13pm
It's Time
We have none to lose
Yet, it slips away
When most kinetic
In jubilant high spirits
It slips between grasp
Like pouring sand
Prying my own hands open
To lose my miser's cloak
At peak's potential
Yet it trudges onward
With seconds saturated
Scraps go to the dogs
Stay vigilant in panning
This eternal river for gold
Some days, perfume
Wisps that float by
Brushing into us
With memories
Like close embraces
Mixed with soft lips
Other days,...
Yet, it slips away
When most kinetic
In jubilant high spirits
It slips between grasp
Like pouring sand
Prying my own hands open
To lose my miser's cloak
At peak's potential
Yet it trudges onward
With seconds saturated
Scraps go to the dogs
Stay vigilant in panning
This eternal river for gold
Some days, perfume
Wisps that float by
Brushing into us
With memories
Like close embraces
Mixed with soft lips
Other days,...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#river
#LifeCycle #bittersweet
#LifeCycle #bittersweet
195 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 8:43pm
8th Apr 2024 8:43pm
He Told Me He's Doing A Wildlife Film
Gianna got
so jealous
after seeing
her fiancé Eric
naked in the river
with her maid of honor
Deborah and Eric's chimpanzee.
so jealous
after seeing
her fiancé Eric
naked in the river
with her maid of honor
Deborah and Eric's chimpanzee.
#heartbroken
#river
#animals
#fiction
#sensual
193 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
28th Feb 2024 6:08am
28th Feb 2024 6:08am
she loved the river
Life is like the river, sometimes it sweeps you gently along and
sometimes the rapids come out of nowhere.”―Emma Smith
she loved the river,
the whispering, lisping river.
there skinny-dipped
under the curtain of its depths,
when no one was around.
fish popping out huge eyes,
attracted by her nippled elegance
and marvelled by her gently rippled dance.
she moved the river, ...
sometimes the rapids come out of nowhere.”―Emma Smith
she loved the river,
the whispering, lisping river.
there skinny-dipped
under the curtain of its depths,
when no one was around.
fish popping out huge eyes,
attracted by her nippled elegance
and marvelled by her gently rippled dance.
she moved the river, ...
#river
#water
#nature
#fate
#tragedy
209 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
14th Feb 2024 11:09pm
14th Feb 2024 11:09pm
Coastal navigation
Gigantic sea of forgotten
silent sea that does not bring
your voice in the turbulent waves
sea of island eyes on fire
that doesn't imitate the sound of your voice
sea that limits the roof of your mouth
and swallow your voice mythologically
like a desert island lighthouse
human marks of desert sonar
quasar pulse and virus analysis
sea that salts the throat
sea that stretches the rope
chained from anchored boats
in the deep brown
from the...
silent sea that does not bring
your voice in the turbulent waves
sea of island eyes on fire
that doesn't imitate the sound of your voice
sea that limits the roof of your mouth
and swallow your voice mythologically
like a desert island lighthouse
human marks of desert sonar
quasar pulse and virus analysis
sea that salts the throat
sea that stretches the rope
chained from anchored boats
in the deep brown
from the...
#river
#sea
#beach
#water
#nature
195 reads
5 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
19th Dec 2023 12:15pm
19th Dec 2023 12:15pm
Not How This Guy Describes The Hot Chick
"Dull" is not how this
guy describes the hot chick
he saw skinny dipping in
this one river last summer.
guy describes the hot chick
he saw skinny dipping in
this one river last summer.
#river
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#dialogue
#sensual
202 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
13th Dec 2023 11:48pm
13th Dec 2023 11:48pm
train ride
cross-country journey on the tracks
[No. 8 from The Children’s Collection]
“Neither a wise man nor a brave man lies down on the tracks of
history to wait for the train of the future to run over him.”
—Dwight D. Eisenhower
♫chu-ku-tu-ku / tu-ku-tu-ku
chu-ku-tu-ku / tu-ku-tu-ku
chu-ku-tu-ku / tu-ku-tu-ku
chu-ku-tu-ku / tu-ku-tu-ku♫
round the mountainside the engine comes,
hi-hat cymbals lighting up the drums;
at the bog walk tunnel she dissolves;
at the latter end she re-evolves.
...
[No. 8 from The Children’s Collection]
“Neither a wise man nor a brave man lies down on the tracks of
history to wait for the train of the future to run over him.”
—Dwight D. Eisenhower
♫chu-ku-tu-ku / tu-ku-tu-ku
chu-ku-tu-ku / tu-ku-tu-ku
chu-ku-tu-ku / tu-ku-tu-ku
chu-ku-tu-ku / tu-ku-tu-ku♫
round the mountainside the engine comes,
hi-hat cymbals lighting up the drums;
at the bog walk tunnel she dissolves;
at the latter end she re-evolves.
...
#countryside
#river
#nature
#travel
#trains
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cabcool
Poem Published
5th Dec 2023 2:30am
5th Dec 2023 2:30am
journey
life as a notion seeking its ocean
“He who does not know his way to the sea should take a river for
his guide.”—Blaise Pascal
gentle river,
cheerful giver
of your life-sustaining ink,
let me with thee
take the journey
to thy oceanic rink.
in your nature
lies my future,
e'er persistent to your goal;
absolutely,
resolutely,
pressing on, you joyful soul!
still defending,
never bending,
...
“He who does not know his way to the sea should take a river for
his guide.”—Blaise Pascal
gentle river,
cheerful giver
of your life-sustaining ink,
let me with thee
take the journey
to thy oceanic rink.
in your nature
lies my future,
e'er persistent to your goal;
absolutely,
resolutely,
pressing on, you joyful soul!
still defending,
never bending,
...
#LifeStruggles
#river
#sea
#nature
#travel
247 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Nov 2023 6:49am
29th Nov 2023 6:49am
Castor Canadensis
Pale beams on frost pale ground;
the rutting moon has come and gone
and then the Beaver moon hung around
to show the whitefish where to spawn
as she trailed the Pleiades
from early evening, through the night,
then down through all the leafless trees
to charm antipodean sight
by gibbose ostentation gloss
hued as gold as the Bifrost locks
of Hyperion and Helios
and the lumen lovely boondocks
of lodges that the beaver built...
with sticks and stones...and moonlit silt.
the rutting moon has come and gone
and then the Beaver moon hung around
to show the whitefish where to spawn
as she trailed the Pleiades
from early evening, through the night,
then down through all the leafless trees
to charm antipodean sight
by gibbose ostentation gloss
hued as gold as the Bifrost locks
of Hyperion and Helios
and the lumen lovely boondocks
of lodges that the beaver built...
with sticks and stones...and moonlit silt.
#countryside
#river
#sky #nature
#sky #nature
232 reads
5 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 8:07pm
17th Nov 2023 8:07pm
country summer days
No. 5 from The Children’s Collection]
"Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that
season would ever live inside of me."—Benjamin Alire Sáenz
when city schools are closed,
and freedom recomposed,
i pack my bags and catch the country bus,
excited by the thought
that summertime has brought
elusive liberties so envious.
the bumpy country ride
on treacherous mountainside
is no deterrent to my thumping heart,
steel-anchored to my seat,
tethered by outstretched feet,
like luggage...
"Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that
season would ever live inside of me."—Benjamin Alire Sáenz
when city schools are closed,
and freedom recomposed,
i pack my bags and catch the country bus,
excited by the thought
that summertime has brought
elusive liberties so envious.
the bumpy country ride
on treacherous mountainside
is no deterrent to my thumping heart,
steel-anchored to my seat,
tethered by outstretched feet,
like luggage...
#countryside
#river
#summer
#holiday
#travel
274 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
15th Nov 2023 7:37pm
15th Nov 2023 7:37pm
Don't You Want To Join Me In A Skinny Dip?
Nancy
stripped down and
got in
the water before
she saw Harry still
standing on the shore
with both
eyes staring
at her.
stripped down and
got in
the water before
she saw Harry still
standing on the shore
with both
eyes staring
at her.
#friendship
#river
#fiction
#art
#sensual
201 reads
2 Comments
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