Poems About the Sky Seeking Honest Critique
#sky
Poems about the sky seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Elysian Afternoons
It seemed like Olympus in a cloud form
busting up in the sunset silver west
after a couple days of mild storm
which gardeners and gardens know is best
for a late July renaissance of blooms;
a last minute resurrection of hope
for desiccating yard biota dooms
in drouthy dog day pollinator scope
under a sky regatta of Zephyrs
slowly prying apart the marbled puffs
drifting above the dairyland heifers
and putting greens amid the fairway ruffs,
steeped now, in Arcadian breezes blown,
as heavenly as starlet...
busting up in the sunset silver west
after a couple days of mild storm
which gardeners and gardens know is best
for a late July renaissance of blooms;
a last minute resurrection of hope
for desiccating yard biota dooms
in drouthy dog day pollinator scope
under a sky regatta of Zephyrs
slowly prying apart the marbled puffs
drifting above the dairyland heifers
and putting greens amid the fairway ruffs,
steeped now, in Arcadian breezes blown,
as heavenly as starlet...
#clouds
#countryside
#sky
206 reads
16 Comments
Stardust Serenade
Beneath the cosmic canopy, we sway,
two souls lined in stardust’s gentle waltz.
The constellations hum their ancient lay,
and galaxies, like lovers, share their vaults.
Our hearts, celestial bodies, beat in time,
a rhythm spun from quasars’ fiery glow.
In nebulae, our dreams begin to climb
and meteor flowers trace our whispered flow.
The Milky Way, our ballroom vast and grand,
its spiral arms embrace our fleeting grace.
We pirouette through interstellar sand
leaving comet trails across bed and linen.
And...
two souls lined in stardust’s gentle waltz.
The constellations hum their ancient lay,
and galaxies, like lovers, share their vaults.
Our hearts, celestial bodies, beat in time,
a rhythm spun from quasars’ fiery glow.
In nebulae, our dreams begin to climb
and meteor flowers trace our whispered flow.
The Milky Way, our ballroom vast and grand,
its spiral arms embrace our fleeting grace.
We pirouette through interstellar sand
leaving comet trails across bed and linen.
And...
#curse
#ghosts
#love
#mirror
#sky
230 reads
11 Comments
Northern Cross
A poultry flock through Cygnus flew
almost beyond my sight...
so appropriate thereunto
they really made my night.
So silently they crossed the sky
northwest to Dipper stars
where dauntless flocks all learn to fly
like avian hussars.
Strange that I heard no honks therefrom
in all their midnight flight.
Did they to Lyra's spell succumb
or were they just polite?
I think 'twas acme Cygnus
preeminent above
that had the squadron virtuous...
in plumy gaggle love.
almost beyond my sight...
so appropriate thereunto
they really made my night.
So silently they crossed the sky
northwest to Dipper stars
where dauntless flocks all learn to fly
like avian hussars.
Strange that I heard no honks therefrom
in all their midnight flight.
Did they to Lyra's spell succumb
or were they just polite?
I think 'twas acme Cygnus
preeminent above
that had the squadron virtuous...
in plumy gaggle love.
#nature
#night
#sky
#stars
#summer
227 reads
4 Comments
Boho Cosmos
What do the hot headed stars do
but seek the cool of the night
where flares have room to take their flight
in triumph arcs the angels knew.
From star to star they flew and flew
as nebulae condensed and spun
in playgrounds of atomic fun
and spectral beams where new stars grew.
But in that chaos old stars died
in detonations so immense
it fucked up sacred confidence
like something god had badly fried.
So now the bits are left above
still glowing from that frightful blast
when all the big...
but seek the cool of the night
where flares have room to take their flight
in triumph arcs the angels knew.
From star to star they flew and flew
as nebulae condensed and spun
in playgrounds of atomic fun
and spectral beams where new stars grew.
But in that chaos old stars died
in detonations so immense
it fucked up sacred confidence
like something god had badly fried.
So now the bits are left above
still glowing from that frightful blast
when all the big...
#ghosts
#sky
#stars #universe
#stars #universe
261 reads
4 Comments
AS FAR AS YOUR EYES CAN SEE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ FOR I would like to take a break from all the negativity and drama and the chaos, 😔 That flows through the deepest thoughts of our mind, 🤫 as if you can picture thyself somewhere else, in another space and time ⌚ besides living between the here and now 😞 YET it is necessary as it is possible to just close off your mind, and picture thyself upon the 🏖️ beach with it's crystal sands beneath your feet and the morning sun coming over the horizon as you take a slow walk 🌄 leaving behind...
#beach
#clouds
#nature
#sea
#sky
186 reads
0 Comments
I Rise
I resonate with the sun
I rise when it dawns
I find peace in the stars
I never feel like I am far
From the place I call home
I am not alone
The seas rise
And crash in the sand
Where life begins again
The moon I love
Shines bright
In the night
I find I am upright
As the sun sets
The moon rises
Balance is seen
The ocean washes me
I am clean
From the pressures I felt
To be someone else
I am me, and I am seen
I rise when it dawns
I find peace in the stars
I never feel like I am far
From the place I call home
I am not alone
The seas rise
And crash in the sand
Where life begins again
The moon I love
Shines bright
In the night
I find I am upright
As the sun sets
The moon rises
Balance is seen
The ocean washes me
I am clean
From the pressures I felt
To be someone else
I am me, and I am seen
#happiness
#sea
#SelfWorth
#sky
#strength
156 reads
2 Comments
Blue on Blue
I do love being out at sea
where all I view is forever true
simply blue on blue
just ocean and sky before me
A little white here and there
either whitecaps or clouds
but no clamoring crowds
only wide open air
As I now make my way along
knowing how I finally belong
Within each new voyage start
I again set myself apart
Unafraid to once more try
to reach where ocean meets sky
where all I view is forever true
simply blue on blue
just ocean and sky before me
A little white here and there
either whitecaps or clouds
but no clamoring crowds
only wide open air
As I now make my way along
knowing how I finally belong
Within each new voyage start
I again set myself apart
Unafraid to once more try
to reach where ocean meets sky
#confessional
#sea
#sky
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
11 reads
4 Comments
TRANQUILITY OF PEACE
Here I am in tranquility and the deepness of my thoughts, as they roam with my eyes to see 👁️👁️ before me. THE full truth of the deepness and depth, in it's natural form of beauty. As it is setting with the golden sun 🌞 and tall trees of green, and mountains with it's tall peeks reaching out to the heavenly skies. AS the mere reflection of crystal clear waters, shines against the calm waters of the seas. For as I sit here in this world of TRANQUILITY, and PEACE I find that it is here I am at inner peace, with my senses of my ability to manifest my deepest...
#forest
#mountains
#river
#sea
#sky
324 reads
6 Comments
Inexplicable yesterday
It was May!
I don't remember the day...
What more can I say?
Boats circled the bay.
Seagulls seemed to pray!
From the sky it came as if it were an x-ray!
In the middle of the bananas on the tray...
Something very strange and gray!
How, with so many sins, can we pay?
Those who didn't watch continued on their way!
I don't remember the day...
What more can I say?
Boats circled the bay.
Seagulls seemed to pray!
From the sky it came as if it were an x-ray!
In the middle of the bananas on the tray...
Something very strange and gray!
How, with so many sins, can we pay?
Those who didn't watch continued on their way!
#dark
#gothic
#sea
#shadows
#sky
175 reads
2 Comments
Lumen
Deep blue as the sea at night
Scattered orbs of light
They shine
Lighting up the sky
With hints of what has been
Constellations understood
By few
The ones who traveled across the sea
By the lights of the sky
When did this tradition die
We rely on technological
Devices we think we need
We learn to read
But do we actually read what’s in between
The sky we see is ever changing
A sneak peak into another world
I never get bored of this work of art
The one I only witness when it’s night
This is quite...
Scattered orbs of light
They shine
Lighting up the sky
With hints of what has been
Constellations understood
By few
The ones who traveled across the sea
By the lights of the sky
When did this tradition die
We rely on technological
Devices we think we need
We learn to read
But do we actually read what’s in between
The sky we see is ever changing
A sneak peak into another world
I never get bored of this work of art
The one I only witness when it’s night
This is quite...
#astronomy
#sky
#stars
143 reads
0 Comments
The Midnight Pacific
I dreamt of going to the beach
but the beach came to me
with all the colors to beseech
a midnight mind at sea.
And all washing in on a breeze
of sweet pacific air
and sweeter still through all the trees
of forests everywhere!
Then to an ocean sky I woke
of multi-layered gray,
wherefrom Poseidon gently spoke
his hydrologic say...
"Oh, when you finally get some sleep
when you were overdue
my spirits over land will creep...
and bring the sea to you"
but the beach came to me
with all the colors to beseech
a midnight mind at sea.
And all washing in on a breeze
of sweet pacific air
and sweeter still through all the trees
of forests everywhere!
Then to an ocean sky I woke
of multi-layered gray,
wherefrom Poseidon gently spoke
his hydrologic say...
"Oh, when you finally get some sleep
when you were overdue
my spirits over land will creep...
and bring the sea to you"
#clouds
#sea
#sky
#summer
#water
346 reads
14 Comments
Bleeding
In the moon’s tender glow hearts ache
and weep for love unrequited,
secrets buried deep.
They bleed for stolen kisses,
promises untold.
In the quiet of night,
where passion takes hold.
Raindrops fall like tears tracing
sorrow’s path, for friendships shattered
dreams that couldn’t last.
They bleed for memories etched
in fading ink and the ache of absence
when loved ones sink.
Against taunting tornadoes they stand
their ground, bleeding resilience,
courage profound.
...
and weep for love unrequited,
secrets buried deep.
They bleed for stolen kisses,
promises untold.
In the quiet of night,
where passion takes hold.
Raindrops fall like tears tracing
sorrow’s path, for friendships shattered
dreams that couldn’t last.
They bleed for memories etched
in fading ink and the ache of absence
when loved ones sink.
Against taunting tornadoes they stand
their ground, bleeding resilience,
courage profound.
...
#anxiety
#clouds
#men
#sadness
#sky
264 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About the Sky Seeking Honest Critique