Poems About the Sky Seeking Honest Critique
#sky
Poems about the sky seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
HERE
Beauty in the sky
the feel of the earth
love of the ocean
together we are
together we can
feel the right
feel the good
Beauty in you
Beauty in me
Beauty in us
we,you,me
it's all here
right now
today
the feel of the earth
love of the ocean
together we are
together we can
feel the right
feel the good
Beauty in you
Beauty in me
Beauty in us
we,you,me
it's all here
right now
today
#earth
#sky
#water
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4 Comments
Hellfire and Black Thunder
Above the field where flames do writhe
The heavens roar in tempest's might
A baleful wrath, both fierce and blithe
Cleave the shroud of endless night
The embers dance as a frenzied choir
As tongues of hell their torches raise
While thunder's drum, a voice of ire
Resounds across the starless haze
Charred expanse, a scarred domain
Lies drenched in hues of molten red
Where shadow’s kin and ash remain
In solemn pact with the dread overhead
No mortal eye such sights may bear
Nor soul endure the vengeful gale ...
The heavens roar in tempest's might
A baleful wrath, both fierce and blithe
Cleave the shroud of endless night
The embers dance as a frenzied choir
As tongues of hell their torches raise
While thunder's drum, a voice of ire
Resounds across the starless haze
Charred expanse, a scarred domain
Lies drenched in hues of molten red
Where shadow’s kin and ash remain
In solemn pact with the dread overhead
No mortal eye such sights may bear
Nor soul endure the vengeful gale ...
#dark
#fire
#night
#shadows
#sky
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4 Comments
Feathering the Nest
Feathering the nest
Before I set off in search of
Food for the babies
Sing my song in a sing song
Man cutting the grass
Hears us in the trees
Chirping and fluttering
His flute is his whistle
Sets down and tunes up
Beauty in Nature
Feels like we have the keys to the kingdom
Blades of grass are sliced down
While a cardinal with a red hood
Sings a song calling to nature
Man picks up what they’re singing
Calls it off in a sing song
Hear some babies chirping
Waiting...
Before I set off in search of
Food for the babies
Sing my song in a sing song
Man cutting the grass
Hears us in the trees
Chirping and fluttering
His flute is his whistle
Sets down and tunes up
Beauty in Nature
Feels like we have the keys to the kingdom
Blades of grass are sliced down
While a cardinal with a red hood
Sings a song calling to nature
Man picks up what they’re singing
Calls it off in a sing song
Hear some babies chirping
Waiting...
#beauty
#birds
#nature #sky
#nature #sky
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The Owl perched on the Giraffe's head.
The owl, silent and wise,
observes the world with attentive eyes.
Its soft feathers
its serene flight soothes the soul.
The giraffe is tall and very majestic.
The owl brings with it the charm of the night,
flying without making a sound,
teaching patience and the art of observation.
Its presence inspires reflection and serenity.
Is a silent keeper of the secrets of the night,
a companion who shares the wisdom
of the stars and the mystery of the shadows.
The giraffe, on the other hand,
offers an elevated...
observes the world with attentive eyes.
Its soft feathers
its serene flight soothes the soul.
The giraffe is tall and very majestic.
The owl brings with it the charm of the night,
flying without making a sound,
teaching patience and the art of observation.
Its presence inspires reflection and serenity.
Is a silent keeper of the secrets of the night,
a companion who shares the wisdom
of the stars and the mystery of the shadows.
The giraffe, on the other hand,
offers an elevated...
#animals
#birds
#hope
#nature
#sky
78 reads
6 Comments
Hankering
I had a dream when I was younger that I was swinging in between two rockets in our hayfield. I was attached to both, one rope on one rocket, the other rope on the second, and I in between swinging on a child's swing. I still don't understand that dream. Lol
#clouds
#countryside
#sky
72 reads
5 Comments
High Noon Noel
Clean the gutters
hang the lights
watch the flutters
in jaybird flights
squirrels and Yule nuts
by the frosty yard
wiggle wee furry butts
in stashing them so hard
and then the little tits
come and go so fast
it's hard to scan the plumage flits...
wherever they've amassed.
hang the lights
watch the flutters
in jaybird flights
squirrels and Yule nuts
by the frosty yard
wiggle wee furry butts
in stashing them so hard
and then the little tits
come and go so fast
it's hard to scan the plumage flits...
wherever they've amassed.
#animals
#birds
#fall #sky
#fall #sky
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8 Comments
the moon
the wind passes through my heart
it should have seen everything of thine
whilst thou do look at the moon,me too,from another side
i see only a side of her,thou bright torch of mine
a torch which is filled with the light of love so
i can cross the darkest depths with it but...
when i get the torch time has filed
where the light used to be white would turned into black
that gorgeous, stunning moon's pieces are
going away,daily but i could hardly see it
so it's going to be black one day
and i'll loose the path ,because it's...
it should have seen everything of thine
whilst thou do look at the moon,me too,from another side
i see only a side of her,thou bright torch of mine
a torch which is filled with the light of love so
i can cross the darkest depths with it but...
when i get the torch time has filed
where the light used to be white would turned into black
that gorgeous, stunning moon's pieces are
going away,daily but i could hardly see it
so it's going to be black one day
and i'll loose the path ,because it's...
#sky
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0 Comments
Venus
The Shepherd's Hour
The moon is red on misty horizon
Within a dancing fog, and the plains
In vapor dozing, the frog complains
Among the reeds, where chill has arisen
***
Water flowers have closed their petals
In distance far, poplars show profile
Straight and tight their ghosts unseen awhile
And between the bush, glowworms shuttle
**
The owls now awake, noiseless take flight
Rowing the black air with heavy wings
The zenith full, a fainting glow blinks
White, Venus emerges, it is Night *
...
The moon is red on misty horizon
Within a dancing fog, and the plains
In vapor dozing, the frog complains
Among the reeds, where chill has arisen
***
Water flowers have closed their petals
In distance far, poplars show profile
Straight and tight their ghosts unseen awhile
And between the bush, glowworms shuttle
**
The owls now awake, noiseless take flight
Rowing the black air with heavy wings
The zenith full, a fainting glow blinks
White, Venus emerges, it is Night *
...
#nature
#sky
#stars #universe
#stars #universe
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4 Comments
KOYAANISQATSI
There is a digital religion turning quantum-size gears
that’s chewed up the chicken bones and all our fears
An ancient’s purview of our new narcisstic hero
So fear not for he can see you in all your totality
Clever devil, the smartest one in Cornell’s hall
He says sister sky was once inside a little ball
Then BANG! Sincerely, give or take a few billion years
Put him in the cross-hairs of his own perspicacity
See for yourself through his own clever protocol
God is in the machine, and no god but he
Those among us who...
that’s chewed up the chicken bones and all our fears
An ancient’s purview of our new narcisstic hero
So fear not for he can see you in all your totality
Clever devil, the smartest one in Cornell’s hall
He says sister sky was once inside a little ball
Then BANG! Sincerely, give or take a few billion years
Put him in the cross-hairs of his own perspicacity
See for yourself through his own clever protocol
God is in the machine, and no god but he
Those among us who...
#astrology
#mythology
#pagan
#sky
#tradition
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0 Comments
To watch the Clear Night Sky
To watch the clear night skies, with what words and with which poem or brush can I at last shine a light on the mind of the searcher,
With what can I explicitly explain the divinity and sacredness of the stars of which cannot be seen, knowing with a depth of certainty they are there without changing the meaning,
How do I express myself when magnificence is just something wrapped in mediocrity in fair comparison, when searching to expose the truth and beauty of nature in the things that I cannot explain,
To try and explain a clear night sky, is...
With what can I explicitly explain the divinity and sacredness of the stars of which cannot be seen, knowing with a depth of certainty they are there without changing the meaning,
How do I express myself when magnificence is just something wrapped in mediocrity in fair comparison, when searching to expose the truth and beauty of nature in the things that I cannot explain,
To try and explain a clear night sky, is...
#moon
#nature
#sky
#stars
#universe
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Autumn Fog and October Mist
And When the sun shines
The morning dew glitters
While the fog is thick
The waking bird twitters
When the dawn awakes
And the light scatters
On every inch of earth
The drizzling dew spatters
Then, rise from every spot
The earthly living rumors
Sounds of every pitch
Scents of morning flowers
And the floating perfumes
Waltz high in the firmament
And the bees in honey quest
A faith, heavenly permanent
...
The morning dew glitters
While the fog is thick
The waking bird twitters
When the dawn awakes
And the light scatters
On every inch of earth
The drizzling dew spatters
Then, rise from every spot
The earthly living rumors
Sounds of every pitch
Scents of morning flowers
And the floating perfumes
Waltz high in the firmament
And the bees in honey quest
A faith, heavenly permanent
...
#clouds
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#sky
86 reads
2 Comments
Land of The Moon Shadows
I'm in my bedroom
Unwilling to sleep
An something wakes inside
ancient primordial
Shout, a plea.
I glance at my window
The pull is stronger there.
I need an escape
From life's future wears.
I slip on some shoes
The colors melt.
I step outside,
The cards yet to be delt.
Each diamond,
Too prettily crafted
For human eye.
But I get to see,
Them all
In the sky
Shining
Like the colors of you.
Colors of everyone
Of everything
Being this free
makes me...
Unwilling to sleep
An something wakes inside
ancient primordial
Shout, a plea.
I glance at my window
The pull is stronger there.
I need an escape
From life's future wears.
I slip on some shoes
The colors melt.
I step outside,
The cards yet to be delt.
Each diamond,
Too prettily crafted
For human eye.
But I get to see,
Them all
In the sky
Shining
Like the colors of you.
Colors of everyone
Of everything
Being this free
makes me...
#anxiety
#escape
#freedom
#night
#sky
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0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About the Sky Seeking Honest Critique