Poems About Support by Top Critiquers
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Poems about support by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Fragile Existence
The child inside is terrified
Misshapen intent
Quick to doubt
An injustice
Afraid to feel
A silent crime
Killing her mind
Stop wasting her time
Love and understanding
Vital to her fragile existence
Misshapen intent
Quick to doubt
An injustice
Afraid to feel
A silent crime
Killing her mind
Stop wasting her time
Love and understanding
Vital to her fragile existence
#honesty
#identity
#MentalHealth #support
#MentalHealth #support
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Grace
hurting shadows I weep to, my Father
this isn't who I want to be
my heart desires a cottage with flowers
where we can discuss philosophy
and the madness will retract
my soul seeing clearly
Shiny demons confuse me in the daytime
at night while sleeping I see them for what they are
Father another day is setting
let me sleep peacefully I've had a full dose
of the anger of my enemies
my soul song is for the angelic
sailing through space with you
my honesty knows you somehow
talking to you about...
this isn't who I want to be
my heart desires a cottage with flowers
where we can discuss philosophy
and the madness will retract
my soul seeing clearly
Shiny demons confuse me in the daytime
at night while sleeping I see them for what they are
Father another day is setting
let me sleep peacefully I've had a full dose
of the anger of my enemies
my soul song is for the angelic
sailing through space with you
my honesty knows you somehow
talking to you about...
#God
#gratitude
#philosophical #support
#philosophical #support
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Gratitude
The coffee threatens
to jump from the
oversized mug
that my trembling
hands struggle
to negotiate.
you put a blanket
over my shoulders
and sit next to me
and we stare without words
at some dreamscape,
like a forlorn shore
or an autumn forest in a
Carolina park,
I sigh heavily
and you nod
in my peripheral vision
and we get it.
soft breezes
move my hair
just enough
to make it tickle ...
to jump from the
oversized mug
that my trembling
hands struggle
to negotiate.
you put a blanket
over my shoulders
and sit next to me
and we stare without words
at some dreamscape,
like a forlorn shore
or an autumn forest in a
Carolina park,
I sigh heavily
and you nod
in my peripheral vision
and we get it.
soft breezes
move my hair
just enough
to make it tickle ...
#friendship
#healing
#love #support
#love #support
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33 Comments
Personal Thoughts
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ What I would like to know from thyself own personal experiences, do you remember when you had a disagreement with someone, that we would just pick up the phone and dial the number. 🤔 Yeah I know that times have changed over the years 😔 with this new wave of communications. BUT yet do you remember what it use to be like to just talk, about what went wrong with just talking to someone. 😡 Now we just go on a web site and voice our thoughts and opinions, to the whole world 🌎 about our situations in...
#honesty
#kindness
#relationships
#respect
#support
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I UNDERSTAND
I understand,
and take your hand.
No words needed,
you are heeded
through eye contact
and the impact
of your embrace
right in this place.
Few tears are shed
when hearts have bled.
And then you say,
hair brushed away,
"I knew you'd be
coming to me.
You've known me long,
you're my heart's song.
"You know, your face
can always chase
away my woes,
because - God knows -
you're an angel
in my trouble.
They broke the mould
of you. You're...
and take your hand.
No words needed,
you are heeded
through eye contact
and the impact
of your embrace
right in this place.
Few tears are shed
when hearts have bled.
And then you say,
hair brushed away,
"I knew you'd be
coming to me.
You've known me long,
you're my heart's song.
"You know, your face
can always chase
away my woes,
because - God knows -
you're an angel
in my trouble.
They broke the mould
of you. You're...
#friendship
#love
#rhyming
#sadness
#support
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4 Comments
~the syneresis moon
his eyes are in a fixated
long stare at mine..
in a unbearably delicate
holding of so much
tears and words
he wants to
cry out
& say..
yet he’s here
in a determined
stagnant stare
shines his
the ever iron clad
pitch black coal
eyes.. only that
now the syneresing
irises are in a separating…
… as pulpy famine greys
with the inner broken
yet the somehow running
& holding patterns
of a crinkly petallous
sepia blooms..
fading out
to a distant ...
long stare at mine..
in a unbearably delicate
holding of so much
tears and words
he wants to
cry out
& say..
yet he’s here
in a determined
stagnant stare
shines his
the ever iron clad
pitch black coal
eyes.. only that
now the syneresing
irises are in a separating…
… as pulpy famine greys
with the inner broken
yet the somehow running
& holding patterns
of a crinkly petallous
sepia blooms..
fading out
to a distant ...
#family
#illness
#love
#moon
#support
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10 Comments
Watching Over You
Sending you art
I can't be there
But I'll always know
A part of me is watching over you
I can't be there
But I'll always know
A part of me is watching over you
#love
#kindness
#gratitude
#art
#support
507 reads
32 Comments
The Resilience of a Poet
The resilience of a poet comes from the heart
From the deepest part of the human soul
And yet there is a strength from this poetess
It’s something that can’t be expressed in words
But there is a profound sense of understanding
Something that takes time and tide and time again
It goes beyond the realm of our comprehension
Something this poetess sees and feels and tells
With every breath poetry pours with calmness
Illuminating like a beacon beckoning a smile
Reckoning the intricate webs and nuances of life
In admiration of stars...
From the deepest part of the human soul
And yet there is a strength from this poetess
It’s something that can’t be expressed in words
But there is a profound sense of understanding
Something that takes time and tide and time again
It goes beyond the realm of our comprehension
Something this poetess sees and feels and tells
With every breath poetry pours with calmness
Illuminating like a beacon beckoning a smile
Reckoning the intricate webs and nuances of life
In admiration of stars...
#support
#admiration
#respect #NaPoWriMo2024
#respect #NaPoWriMo2024
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8 Comments
Oyster
we need your fire
we admire your force
we love your masculinity
you are the yang in our yin
the eye in our hurricane
the rock in our storm
you can choose
to use your hands
to heal or hurt
to open
your heart
or close it
to be a solid base
a safe place to bloom
or a bog in which we sink
you can make us or break us
embrace us or reject us
the choice is yours
in the end
you need us
as we need you
you are ratio
we...
we admire your force
we love your masculinity
you are the yang in our yin
the eye in our hurricane
the rock in our storm
you can choose
to use your hands
to heal or hurt
to open
your heart
or close it
to be a solid base
a safe place to bloom
or a bog in which we sink
you can make us or break us
embrace us or reject us
the choice is yours
in the end
you need us
as we need you
you are ratio
we...
#love
#support
1098 reads
44 Comments
Journey to the Stars
We’re launching a journey to the stars:
a flight of imagination,
a pilgrimage of poetic memoirs,
a hullabaloo of creation.
No jet fuel, ego, or money required
to conquer the world’s gravity;
only thoughtful hearts and minds inspired
will gain us escape velocity.
We don’t carry weapons or millionaires
on this rocket from Underground –
just stories and words, rhythms and prayers,
until each of us is crowned.
We’re led by a loving, Eerie spark
on a path that’s uniquely ours:
to become the lights drowning out...
a flight of imagination,
a pilgrimage of poetic memoirs,
a hullabaloo of creation.
No jet fuel, ego, or money required
to conquer the world’s gravity;
only thoughtful hearts and minds inspired
will gain us escape velocity.
We don’t carry weapons or millionaires
on this rocket from Underground –
just stories and words, rhythms and prayers,
until each of us is crowned.
We’re led by a loving, Eerie spark
on a path that’s uniquely ours:
to become the lights drowning out...
#love
#support
#WritingPoetry
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16 Comments
DON'T f**k WITH US ! ! ! WORLD TOUR 2025
We're the new force
Headin' out ON TOUR
Hittin' the dance floor
Don't fuck with us!
We'll leave you in a trance
Always takin' a chance
Writing sublime verse
No point in rehearse
You wanna be like us
Attitude a total must
Full of lust -
It's shit or bust!
Let us take you higher
Feelin' totally wired
Somethin' to admire
Find us in a flyer
We're puttin' on a show
It'll be worth it so
This joint will be bangin'
Don't dare leave us hangin'
COS...
Headin' out ON TOUR
Hittin' the dance floor
Don't fuck with us!
We'll leave you in a trance
Always takin' a chance
Writing sublime verse
No point in rehearse
You wanna be like us
Attitude a total must
Full of lust -
It's shit or bust!
Let us take you higher
Feelin' totally wired
Somethin' to admire
Find us in a flyer
We're puttin' on a show
It'll be worth it so
This joint will be bangin'
Don't dare leave us hangin'
COS...
#admiration
#WritingPoetry
#gratitude
#inspirational
#support
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13 Comments
Inkbrella
Ink becomes our strongest guard
and stories forge our strength
while words shield us from pain.
In every verse a fortress is built
against the storms that life will send.
With every line our souls are filled,
in writing we find a friend.
Our pen, a sword that cuts through dark.
Defends the heart from sorrow's bite.
With ink, we leave a lasting mark,
a beacon in the night.
and stories forge our strength
while words shield us from pain.
In every verse a fortress is built
against the storms that life will send.
With every line our souls are filled,
in writing we find a friend.
Our pen, a sword that cuts through dark.
Defends the heart from sorrow's bite.
With ink, we leave a lasting mark,
a beacon in the night.
#love
#support
#WritingPoetry
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6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Support by Top Critiquers