Sonnet Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#sonnet
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:04am
Yesterday 5:04am
Eye to Eye
Looking for someone to vent myself to
and if we share a similarity;
some tragedy that we have both gone through.
Perhaps we could just shed some clarity
on how the prior trauma fucked us up.
Numbing my brain by self-medicating.
I am three drinks in; please refill my cup.
Angry all the time, it is frustrating.
Even though this is bottled up inside
pieces of me break away and they get lost.
This is me, I no longer want to hide.
Years in depression paid at high cost.
Perhaps having someone who can relate.
can help us unburden some...
and if we share a similarity;
some tragedy that we have both gone through.
Perhaps we could just shed some clarity
on how the prior trauma fucked us up.
Numbing my brain by self-medicating.
I am three drinks in; please refill my cup.
Angry all the time, it is frustrating.
Even though this is bottled up inside
pieces of me break away and they get lost.
This is me, I no longer want to hide.
Years in depression paid at high cost.
Perhaps having someone who can relate.
can help us unburden some...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#sonnet
#depression #LifeStruggles
#depression #LifeStruggles
12 reads
6 Comments
Josiah
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 7:52pm
5th Apr 2024 7:52pm
Frostbitten
Awoke, amid my heart, found frosting quick
Unknowing as to when I fell asleep
From winter solstice ice chill gathered thick
Supine among the alpines, eyelids creep
With crystalline-based breathless pleas to Him
As liquid past reminds to me old love
But changing winds bring forth, behind a scrim
A thawing sun, ignites to sky above
And spring brings blood red warmth to this dead heart
Lost love recalls in present veins to flow
Abundance melts steel future to depart
Into the past and fade away as snow
Just as the Winter's grip gives...
Unknowing as to when I fell asleep
From winter solstice ice chill gathered thick
Supine among the alpines, eyelids creep
With crystalline-based breathless pleas to Him
As liquid past reminds to me old love
But changing winds bring forth, behind a scrim
A thawing sun, ignites to sky above
And spring brings blood red warmth to this dead heart
Lost love recalls in present veins to flow
Abundance melts steel future to depart
Into the past and fade away as snow
Just as the Winter's grip gives...
#love
#winter
#spring
#sonnet
#NaPoWriMo2024
78 reads
2 Comments
TheFormalDormouse
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 4:51pm
5th Apr 2024 4:51pm
Ode to a Longline Bra
You lift and make the girls stay in their place,
a wide and stretchy back helps keep me smooth.
It never once occurred to me disgrace
was wearing push-ups from my tender youth.
You offer gentle, natural curves in spades.
The way in which you make the fabric drape
makes me feel like I should be in parades.
Why, oh why, did I wait to try this shape?
I could have spent the last ten years in ease
instead of forcing flesh into a cage.
I’ll fill my lingerie drawer, if you please,
with multiple that suit my sagging age.
But I won’t...
a wide and stretchy back helps keep me smooth.
It never once occurred to me disgrace
was wearing push-ups from my tender youth.
You offer gentle, natural curves in spades.
The way in which you make the fabric drape
makes me feel like I should be in parades.
Why, oh why, did I wait to try this shape?
I could have spent the last ten years in ease
instead of forcing flesh into a cage.
I’ll fill my lingerie drawer, if you please,
with multiple that suit my sagging age.
But I won’t...
#sonnet
55 reads
4 Comments
TheFormalDormouse
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 8:09pm
2nd Apr 2024 8:09pm
Ode to a Twirly Skirt
She tramped through mud with tangled hair, her boots
and knees a mess of scrapes, wet grass, and shit.
As wild as spring, the wind and rain, her roots
a tangle deep, unwilling to submit
to social norms. She’d rather loose her will
into the woods and open fields, climb trees,
and stuff her pockets full of rocks until
the smell of lunch comes drifting on a breeze.
Her granny sighed, her mother cried, her dad
a proud old man. She made her way through days
in t-shirts ripped and holey jeans. She had
her ways while others hoped it just a...
and knees a mess of scrapes, wet grass, and shit.
As wild as spring, the wind and rain, her roots
a tangle deep, unwilling to submit
to social norms. She’d rather loose her will
into the woods and open fields, climb trees,
and stuff her pockets full of rocks until
the smell of lunch comes drifting on a breeze.
Her granny sighed, her mother cried, her dad
a proud old man. She made her way through days
in t-shirts ripped and holey jeans. She had
her ways while others hoped it just a...
#sonnet
54 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2024 3:59pm
23rd Mar 2024 3:59pm
Keepsakes
#lover
#sonnet
#orgasm
150 reads
15 Comments
TheFormalDormouse
Poem Published
19th Feb 2024 6:16pm
19th Feb 2024 6:16pm
Love Spell
I need to taste your sweet and salty skin
and feel your weight above me bathed in light
and sup the flower’s nectar from your grin –
let go with me, head first into the night.
We’ll climb each other’s pleasure, making space
to give, withhold, and give until the spark
to break apart, together, full of grace,
consumes us, builds us, focuses our mark.
And when the heavens shower down around
our sweating, heaving bodies’ ecstasy,
I’ll wrap my legs around you, fully bound,
to ward us from the world’s dread devilry.
Together, you...
and feel your weight above me bathed in light
and sup the flower’s nectar from your grin –
let go with me, head first into the night.
We’ll climb each other’s pleasure, making space
to give, withhold, and give until the spark
to break apart, together, full of grace,
consumes us, builds us, focuses our mark.
And when the heavens shower down around
our sweating, heaving bodies’ ecstasy,
I’ll wrap my legs around you, fully bound,
to ward us from the world’s dread devilry.
Together, you...
#love
#sonnet
127 reads
3 Comments
TheFormalDormouse
Poem Published
9th Feb 2024 7:57pm
9th Feb 2024 7:57pm
Midwinter
I love you like a cold, midwinter night –
a lonesome wind that curls around my eaves,
a single light that makes a window bright,
a bone-deep chill that never, ever leaves.
But you…you’re not the cold, the biting winter chill.
And you could never be a single light
that stands alone, a beacon on a hill –
I love you like a cold, midwinter night.
I love you like a cold, midwinter night
for you, my love, are all things warm and tender:
my favorite quilt, tucked snug, around delight
and cups of steaming tea in all their splendor. ...
a lonesome wind that curls around my eaves,
a single light that makes a window bright,
a bone-deep chill that never, ever leaves.
But you…you’re not the cold, the biting winter chill.
And you could never be a single light
that stands alone, a beacon on a hill –
I love you like a cold, midwinter night.
I love you like a cold, midwinter night
for you, my love, are all things warm and tender:
my favorite quilt, tucked snug, around delight
and cups of steaming tea in all their splendor. ...
#rhyming
#sonnet
127 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Feb 2024 11:25am
7th Feb 2024 11:25am
Loss
What have I seen?
not actually sure
a losing team
there isn’t a cure
batters could not hit
pitcher let up many runs
balls popping out of mitts
fans annoyed; this was no fun
no hope for them
fans have gone away
behind by 10
maybe some other day
fans today were shedding tears
future days bring applause & cheers
not actually sure
a losing team
there isn’t a cure
batters could not hit
pitcher let up many runs
balls popping out of mitts
fans annoyed; this was no fun
no hope for them
fans have gone away
behind by 10
maybe some other day
fans today were shedding tears
future days bring applause & cheers
#rhyming
#sonnet
#sports #disappointment
#sports #disappointment
68 reads
2 Comments
poeticdelight
Poem Published
28th Dec 2023 1:18pm
28th Dec 2023 1:18pm
Twilight Furrows
Twilight Furrows
The evenin' stretchs out somber shadows
Snaking slowly, across the deep furrows
And the far distance holds a fainting glow
It's time then, for a regretful adieu ........!
Between the pines, walking the outworn lane
An endless path, watching a sun that wanes
Among fiery mist, and a blinking ray,
A path, that holds remains of yesterday
Burnt umber land, turned at december's throes
Lonely sparrow and a pack of black crows
A whole year flew by, the idles lands lie
Yet, no time when...
The evenin' stretchs out somber shadows
Snaking slowly, across the deep furrows
And the far distance holds a fainting glow
It's time then, for a regretful adieu ........!
Between the pines, walking the outworn lane
An endless path, watching a sun that wanes
Among fiery mist, and a blinking ray,
A path, that holds remains of yesterday
Burnt umber land, turned at december's throes
Lonely sparrow and a pack of black crows
A whole year flew by, the idles lands lie
Yet, no time when...
#sonnet
63 reads
2 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
6th Dec 2023 9:50am
6th Dec 2023 9:50am
Shakespeare's must
Courage. and fill each empty theatre seat
a face of of tragedy and comedy
wringing emotions, from the crowd that peep
players set with with words of alchemy
Vest the manuscript with a plot thats bold
twists and turns with malevolence churned
cheers and boos, crowd hot then cold
great tales with some outcomes unconfirmed
For its a brilliance none can match
mask, of grins and tears always prevail
heroic death fall on a sword perhaps
turn ones hand to a Shakespearian tale
The...
a face of of tragedy and comedy
wringing emotions, from the crowd that peep
players set with with words of alchemy
Vest the manuscript with a plot thats bold
twists and turns with malevolence churned
cheers and boos, crowd hot then cold
great tales with some outcomes unconfirmed
For its a brilliance none can match
mask, of grins and tears always prevail
heroic death fall on a sword perhaps
turn ones hand to a Shakespearian tale
The...
#sonnet
69 reads
4 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 11:15pm
17th Nov 2023 11:15pm
Sonnet Nr.03 — Tragedy in Gaza
In the Gaza Extermination Zone
unacceptable by any measure
the dogged pursuit of Hamas erasure
kills civilians in and out of their homes;
as buildings collapse, hear the crunch of bones
relentless missiles fired with a leisure
that clock religious measure-for-treasure
dating back to fantasy chromosomes
Strange, Palestinians too are Semitic
Jewish-Arab brotherhood rejected
extremists in charge, apocalyptic,
fellow humans march for peace, suspected
meanwhile,...
unacceptable by any measure
the dogged pursuit of Hamas erasure
kills civilians in and out of their homes;
as buildings collapse, hear the crunch of bones
relentless missiles fired with a leisure
that clock religious measure-for-treasure
dating back to fantasy chromosomes
Strange, Palestinians too are Semitic
Jewish-Arab brotherhood rejected
extremists in charge, apocalyptic,
fellow humans march for peace, suspected
meanwhile,...
#sadness
#war
#rhyming
#sonnet
#corruption
264 reads
17 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
6th Oct 2023 7:09pm
6th Oct 2023 7:09pm
Prolegomenon
I am no bard nor peaty voiced actor
to master the trodden stage planks of old,
but a high and low brow cross-bred factor
who likes his English both peaty, and bold,
and to pulsate forever on a page
as much as it might ever do if heard
when uttered upon some elegant stage
favored to hark only the finest word,
mulled...excruciatingly phonemic...
all for fear of his own voice resounding
like something too terribly anemic
for an audience all too astounding;
with a godlike savvy of the medium, ...
to master the trodden stage planks of old,
but a high and low brow cross-bred factor
who likes his English both peaty, and bold,
and to pulsate forever on a page
as much as it might ever do if heard
when uttered upon some elegant stage
favored to hark only the finest word,
mulled...excruciatingly phonemic...
all for fear of his own voice resounding
like something too terribly anemic
for an audience all too astounding;
with a godlike savvy of the medium, ...
#motivational
#sonnet
88 reads
6 Comments
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