Symbolism Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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I'VE NEVER READ A BAD POEM
OPINION
I was just thinking,
which I dare and do
some of the time.
I was thinking about how
everybody and their
friends and enemies
have opinions about
poets and poetry.
Which is great and
acceptable to me as
a free tinker and
non-respecter of persons.
The gamuts of opinions run from
fools to brilliant, from academia, to
smart, professional, and illiterate.
I believe, and I'm not asking
anyone to agree with me,
that every poet has the
right to express what emotions,
mind, heart, and...
I was just thinking,
which I dare and do
some of the time.
I was thinking about how
everybody and their
friends and enemies
have opinions about
poets and poetry.
Which is great and
acceptable to me as
a free tinker and
non-respecter of persons.
The gamuts of opinions run from
fools to brilliant, from academia, to
smart, professional, and illiterate.
I believe, and I'm not asking
anyone to agree with me,
that every poet has the
right to express what emotions,
mind, heart, and...
#uplifting
#emotional
#symbolism
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2 Comments
I'VE NEVER READ A BAD POEM
OPINION
I was just thinking,
which I dare and do
some of the time.
I was thinking about how
everybody and their
friends and enemies
have opinions about
poets and poetry.
Which is great and
acceptable to me as
a free tinker and
non-respecter of persons.
The gamuts of opinions run from
fools to brilliant, from academia, to
smart, professional, and illiterate.
I believe, and I'm not asking
anyone to agree with me,
that every poet has the
right to express what emotions,
mind, heart, and...
I was just thinking,
which I dare and do
some of the time.
I was thinking about how
everybody and their
friends and enemies
have opinions about
poets and poetry.
Which is great and
acceptable to me as
a free tinker and
non-respecter of persons.
The gamuts of opinions run from
fools to brilliant, from academia, to
smart, professional, and illiterate.
I believe, and I'm not asking
anyone to agree with me,
that every poet has the
right to express what emotions,
mind, heart, and...
#uplifting
#emotional
#symbolism
371 reads
2 Comments
I'VE NEVER READ A BAD POEM
OPINION
I was just thinking,
which I dare and do
some of the time.
I was thinking about how
everybody and their
friends and enemies
have opinions about
poets and poetry.
Which is great and
acceptable to me as
a free tinker and
non-respecter of persons.
The gamuts of opinions run from
fools to brilliant, from academia, to
smart, professional, and illiterate.
I believe, and I'm not asking
anyone to agree with me,
that every poet has the
right to express what emotions,
mind, heart, and...
I was just thinking,
which I dare and do
some of the time.
I was thinking about how
everybody and their
friends and enemies
have opinions about
poets and poetry.
Which is great and
acceptable to me as
a free tinker and
non-respecter of persons.
The gamuts of opinions run from
fools to brilliant, from academia, to
smart, professional, and illiterate.
I believe, and I'm not asking
anyone to agree with me,
that every poet has the
right to express what emotions,
mind, heart, and...
#uplifting
#emotional
#symbolism
371 reads
2 Comments
Maelstrom
my storm can't be controlled
it is a wild tsunami of feeling
with the rolling thunder of passion
clouded with doubt
I am a woman in flux
the winds in my valley blow,
across the plains of my frustrations
with an internal lust
sensual in my presentation
my wants and desire peak
brewing with a southernly tempest
hello, I am chaos
it's nice to meet you
a mischievous soul gallivants in my sanctuary
he is my spirit child
born of the need of you
coming together as one on the aether ...
it is a wild tsunami of feeling
with the rolling thunder of passion
clouded with doubt
I am a woman in flux
the winds in my valley blow,
across the plains of my frustrations
with an internal lust
sensual in my presentation
my wants and desire peak
brewing with a southernly tempest
hello, I am chaos
it's nice to meet you
a mischievous soul gallivants in my sanctuary
he is my spirit child
born of the need of you
coming together as one on the aether ...
#love
#metaphor
#symbolism
254 reads
1 Comment
Maelstrom
my storm can't be controlled
it is a wild tsunami of feeling
with the rolling thunder of passion
clouded with doubt
I am a woman in flux
the winds in my valley blow,
across the plains of my frustrations
with an internal lust
sensual in my presentation
my wants and desire peak
brewing with a southernly tempest
hello, I am chaos
it's nice to meet you
a mischievous soul gallivants in my sanctuary
he is my spirit child
born of the need of you
coming together as one on the aether ...
it is a wild tsunami of feeling
with the rolling thunder of passion
clouded with doubt
I am a woman in flux
the winds in my valley blow,
across the plains of my frustrations
with an internal lust
sensual in my presentation
my wants and desire peak
brewing with a southernly tempest
hello, I am chaos
it's nice to meet you
a mischievous soul gallivants in my sanctuary
he is my spirit child
born of the need of you
coming together as one on the aether ...
#love
#metaphor
#symbolism
254 reads
1 Comment
Maelstrom
my storm can't be controlled
it is a wild tsunami of feeling
with the rolling thunder of passion
clouded with doubt
I am a woman in flux
the winds in my valley blow,
across the plains of my frustrations
with an internal lust
sensual in my presentation
my wants and desire peak
brewing with a southernly tempest
hello, I am chaos
it's nice to meet you
a mischievous soul gallivants in my sanctuary
he is my spirit child
born of the need of you
coming together as one on the aether ...
it is a wild tsunami of feeling
with the rolling thunder of passion
clouded with doubt
I am a woman in flux
the winds in my valley blow,
across the plains of my frustrations
with an internal lust
sensual in my presentation
my wants and desire peak
brewing with a southernly tempest
hello, I am chaos
it's nice to meet you
a mischievous soul gallivants in my sanctuary
he is my spirit child
born of the need of you
coming together as one on the aether ...
#love
#metaphor
#symbolism
254 reads
1 Comment
Flags and Symbols
I love feeling the early morning cool breeze,
As I run the nearly empty streets of my town,
But suddenly I begin to feel some kind of fear,
That I’m at risk simply because I’m brown.
At those hours I only see one fellow runner,
I always smile and wave at the kind stranger,
He signs “peace” as he jogs the opposite way,
But then I can’t help feeling that I’m in danger.
The sun is rising, the air is getting warmer,
The music is helping me push through,
But as the morning light is shining bright,
Some of the neighborhoods are in...
As I run the nearly empty streets of my town,
But suddenly I begin to feel some kind of fear,
That I’m at risk simply because I’m brown.
At those hours I only see one fellow runner,
I always smile and wave at the kind stranger,
He signs “peace” as he jogs the opposite way,
But then I can’t help feeling that I’m in danger.
The sun is rising, the air is getting warmer,
The music is helping me push through,
But as the morning light is shining bright,
Some of the neighborhoods are in...
#anxiety
#scary
#freedom #symbolism
#freedom #symbolism
363 reads
10 Comments
Flags and Symbols
I love feeling the early morning cool breeze,
As I run the nearly empty streets of my town,
But suddenly I begin to feel some kind of fear,
That I’m at risk simply because I’m brown.
At those hours I only see one fellow runner,
I always smile and wave at the kind stranger,
He signs “peace” as he jogs the opposite way,
But then I can’t help feeling that I’m in danger.
The sun is rising, the air is getting warmer,
The music is helping me push through,
But as the morning light is shining bright,
Some of the neighborhoods are in...
As I run the nearly empty streets of my town,
But suddenly I begin to feel some kind of fear,
That I’m at risk simply because I’m brown.
At those hours I only see one fellow runner,
I always smile and wave at the kind stranger,
He signs “peace” as he jogs the opposite way,
But then I can’t help feeling that I’m in danger.
The sun is rising, the air is getting warmer,
The music is helping me push through,
But as the morning light is shining bright,
Some of the neighborhoods are in...
#anxiety
#scary
#freedom #symbolism
#freedom #symbolism
363 reads
10 Comments
Flags and Symbols
I love feeling the early morning cool breeze,
As I run the nearly empty streets of my town,
But suddenly I begin to feel some kind of fear,
That I’m at risk simply because I’m brown.
At those hours I only see one fellow runner,
I always smile and wave at the kind stranger,
He signs “peace” as he jogs the opposite way,
But then I can’t help feeling that I’m in danger.
The sun is rising, the air is getting warmer,
The music is helping me push through,
But as the morning light is shining bright,
Some of the neighborhoods are in...
As I run the nearly empty streets of my town,
But suddenly I begin to feel some kind of fear,
That I’m at risk simply because I’m brown.
At those hours I only see one fellow runner,
I always smile and wave at the kind stranger,
He signs “peace” as he jogs the opposite way,
But then I can’t help feeling that I’m in danger.
The sun is rising, the air is getting warmer,
The music is helping me push through,
But as the morning light is shining bright,
Some of the neighborhoods are in...
#anxiety
#scary
#freedom #symbolism
#freedom #symbolism
363 reads
10 Comments
Flags and Symbols
I love feeling the early morning cool breeze,
As I run the nearly empty streets of my town,
But suddenly I begin to feel some kind of fear,
That I’m at risk simply because I’m brown.
At those hours I only see one fellow runner,
I always smile and wave at the kind stranger,
He signs “peace” as he jogs the opposite way,
But then I can’t help feeling that I’m in danger.
The sun is rising, the air is getting warmer,
The music is helping me push through,
But as the morning light is shining bright,
Some of the neighborhoods are in...
As I run the nearly empty streets of my town,
But suddenly I begin to feel some kind of fear,
That I’m at risk simply because I’m brown.
At those hours I only see one fellow runner,
I always smile and wave at the kind stranger,
He signs “peace” as he jogs the opposite way,
But then I can’t help feeling that I’m in danger.
The sun is rising, the air is getting warmer,
The music is helping me push through,
But as the morning light is shining bright,
Some of the neighborhoods are in...
#anxiety
#scary
#freedom #symbolism
#freedom #symbolism
363 reads
10 Comments
In an untitled unity/ Co write with Poet Rianne
We met in solaced frequencies
I saw the names held tight
began to paint my vision
releasing each pricking leaf
Reading a book where
I dream casted your soul
aflame into enigmatic elegies
proclaiming myself
as love
entangled
waited while I placed
placebo orchids
behind your heart shells
mystically
and so on
you don't remember anymore
you don't haunt anymore
my incomplete sleep
I wake up scared
that you are not here yet
I'm afraid to tell
my dreams
I'm afraid to tell you ...
I saw the names held tight
began to paint my vision
releasing each pricking leaf
Reading a book where
I dream casted your soul
aflame into enigmatic elegies
proclaiming myself
as love
entangled
waited while I placed
placebo orchids
behind your heart shells
mystically
and so on
you don't remember anymore
you don't haunt anymore
my incomplete sleep
I wake up scared
that you are not here yet
I'm afraid to tell
my dreams
I'm afraid to tell you ...
#dreams
#fate
#WritingPoetry #symbolism
#WritingPoetry #symbolism
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6 Comments
In an untitled unity/ Co write with Poet Rianne
We met in solaced frequencies
I saw the names held tight
began to paint my vision
releasing each pricking leaf
Reading a book where
I dream casted your soul
aflame into enigmatic elegies
proclaiming myself
as love
entangled
waited while I placed
placebo orchids
behind your heart shells
mystically
and so on
you don't remember anymore
you don't haunt anymore
my incomplete sleep
I wake up scared
that you are not here yet
I'm afraid to tell
my dreams
I'm afraid to tell you ...
I saw the names held tight
began to paint my vision
releasing each pricking leaf
Reading a book where
I dream casted your soul
aflame into enigmatic elegies
proclaiming myself
as love
entangled
waited while I placed
placebo orchids
behind your heart shells
mystically
and so on
you don't remember anymore
you don't haunt anymore
my incomplete sleep
I wake up scared
that you are not here yet
I'm afraid to tell
my dreams
I'm afraid to tell you ...
#dreams
#fate
#WritingPoetry #symbolism
#WritingPoetry #symbolism
175 reads
6 Comments
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