Poems About Teens Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about teens seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Hymn to the Maiden
There are fields in the mind
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
#teens
#childhood
#pagan #Britain
#pagan #Britain
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Mind
To my mind:
We are at war, you and me
An everlasting of exchange
Insults and new wounds
And apologies
That always come just a little too late
By the time you say
I'm sorry
I have already absorbed the blow
A new battle scar has risen on my skin
My body cannot defend itself from you anymore
And I'm scared a truce will never come
We are at war, you and me
An everlasting of exchange
Insults and new wounds
And apologies
That always come just a little too late
By the time you say
I'm sorry
I have already absorbed the blow
A new battle scar has risen on my skin
My body cannot defend itself from you anymore
And I'm scared a truce will never come
#anger
#hate
#teens
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A Romance between Junie and I Wasn't Meant to Be
The first time I saw Junie, something ignited love in my heart.
I couldn’t prevent myself from looking at her repeatedly.
Much to my surprise, she was doing the same thing that I was doing.
I guess it might have been what is called love at first sight.
She was in her late teens, and I never wooed a girl half my age.
We spoke to each other many times, but we never talked about love.
Her lust for me and my lust for her clearly showed in our eyes.
I had a feeling that a romance between she and I wouldn’t work.
Junie had a shapely...
I couldn’t prevent myself from looking at her repeatedly.
Much to my surprise, she was doing the same thing that I was doing.
I guess it might have been what is called love at first sight.
She was in her late teens, and I never wooed a girl half my age.
We spoke to each other many times, but we never talked about love.
Her lust for me and my lust for her clearly showed in our eyes.
I had a feeling that a romance between she and I wouldn’t work.
Junie had a shapely...
#love
#lust
#clouds
#FallingInLove
#teens
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Callie's First Time
#teens
#sex
#erotic
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Callie's Journal Entry After Losing Her Virginity
April 19, 2011
The world feels different. How can one moment change everything? A few hours ago, I did something with my boyfriend I never thought I would do so soon. There was something pulling us together that couldn’t be stopped. Daniel’s touch lit a fire inside me and doubts disappeared. In his arms, I felt weightless, lost in a moment that seemed endless.
First we danced and laughed with our friends at the house party like any other date. Then we went upstairs. It was a big house. I was scared. I’d heard the first time was always a disaster, but it wasn’t....
The world feels different. How can one moment change everything? A few hours ago, I did something with my boyfriend I never thought I would do so soon. There was something pulling us together that couldn’t be stopped. Daniel’s touch lit a fire inside me and doubts disappeared. In his arms, I felt weightless, lost in a moment that seemed endless.
First we danced and laughed with our friends at the house party like any other date. Then we went upstairs. It was a big house. I was scared. I’d heard the first time was always a disaster, but it wasn’t....
#teens
#sex
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She Found Me
I was being shy and was trying hide
So I covered my eyes and to my surprise she found me
On that warm summer night under the moonlight
She walked up to me, lifted my cap looking in curiously
“Why are you hiding?” she said with that a smile
The moment our eyes met there was something
As her group of friends and mine met that first time
I felt my heart’s rhythm thumping and bumping
“I’m not hiding” I replied still trying to hide
With a shy smile she must’ve found appealing
I was trying to be smooth in those old days of youth ...
So I covered my eyes and to my surprise she found me
On that warm summer night under the moonlight
She walked up to me, lifted my cap looking in curiously
“Why are you hiding?” she said with that a smile
The moment our eyes met there was something
As her group of friends and mine met that first time
I felt my heart’s rhythm thumping and bumping
“I’m not hiding” I replied still trying to hide
With a shy smile she must’ve found appealing
I was trying to be smooth in those old days of youth ...
#love
#wife
#teens
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San Vernando Valley Circa 1982
Take a chill pill butt-face
Even though your hella buff,
Rick, you look more like a wannabe
That freakazoid is ralphing all over her shoes
Big Whoop, Crissy’s a foodie and a wasteoid
No duh. I knew Jenn was like a gazillionaire.
She vegged out all day, hanging out with Chris, getting high.
Doug is a bodacious surfer.
He tells everyone to eat his shorts,
when people are criticizing his tubular moves
Brad is so grody. His bod though isn’t as gnarly as Ken’s.
Barf me out. Gag me with a spoon. Let’s motor outta here. ...
Even though your hella buff,
Rick, you look more like a wannabe
That freakazoid is ralphing all over her shoes
Big Whoop, Crissy’s a foodie and a wasteoid
No duh. I knew Jenn was like a gazillionaire.
She vegged out all day, hanging out with Chris, getting high.
Doug is a bodacious surfer.
He tells everyone to eat his shorts,
when people are criticizing his tubular moves
Brad is so grody. His bod though isn’t as gnarly as Ken’s.
Barf me out. Gag me with a spoon. Let’s motor outta here. ...
#teens
#school
#nostalgia
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THROUGH TIMES EVAPORATIVE HEALING TOUCH (time, date & place unknown?)
my heart my mind
my eyes
hold tears
they cannot yet release
express nor cry
long trapped beneath
my early childhood s
and adolescent s
now long passed
long lapsed
though somehow
still ongoing
haunted crumbled ruins
entombed in sleep
long buried and hid away
so deeply self compartmentalized
in subconscious paralysis
long frozen from some
long...
my eyes
hold tears
they cannot yet release
express nor cry
long trapped beneath
my early childhood s
and adolescent s
now long passed
long lapsed
though somehow
still ongoing
haunted crumbled ruins
entombed in sleep
long buried and hid away
so deeply self compartmentalized
in subconscious paralysis
long frozen from some
long...
#teens
#childhood
#TimeHeals
#learning
#aging
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The Faceless - Flash Horror
I had to leave. The atmosphere at home was radioactive. I could feel my flesh melt, and my hair fall out. I left at night with no money. I had the clothes on my skin, a raincoat, a lighter, a solitary cigarette, and for some reason, a note pad.
My father told me to write it down, get it out of my head. Write it down. Write what down? Write the babble, the paranoia, the fear, the hatred of the capitalist system, the pain of falling in love with people who needed more than a sense of humor to form a relationship, write it down, and then forget about it....
My father told me to write it down, get it out of my head. Write it down. Write what down? Write the babble, the paranoia, the fear, the hatred of the capitalist system, the pain of falling in love with people who needed more than a sense of humor to form a relationship, write it down, and then forget about it....
#dark
#teens
#trees
#MentalHealth
#horror
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eighteen, I guess
it was uncommon in dartford
to meet two attractive french girls in the pub, and me and my mate
derek were immediately besotted,
although, unfortunately for the
sake of our friendship, both with
the same one, not that it mattered; neither of ‘em fancied us ..
to meet two attractive french girls in the pub, and me and my mate
derek were immediately besotted,
although, unfortunately for the
sake of our friendship, both with
the same one, not that it mattered; neither of ‘em fancied us ..
#teens
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[[sometimes underground walkways, other times private parking lots]]
[sometimes underground walkways, other times private parking lots]]
We curled into each other,
in the parking lot,
hooked, lined and sinkered,
legs and arms and blankets
where electric lights and Mercedes cars
stayed dry from the wet gloom of the city.
He had a bottle of cheap cider,
they had cigarettes, passed them 'round,
called me the 'Angel',
we found this place as it was an alley away
from the youth centre we went as kids
when we had nowhere else to go.
With no one else to listen,
they taught me...
We curled into each other,
in the parking lot,
hooked, lined and sinkered,
legs and arms and blankets
where electric lights and Mercedes cars
stayed dry from the wet gloom of the city.
He had a bottle of cheap cider,
they had cigarettes, passed them 'round,
called me the 'Angel',
we found this place as it was an alley away
from the youth centre we went as kids
when we had nowhere else to go.
With no one else to listen,
they taught me...
#parent
#teens
#home #healing
#home #healing
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Diary entry - Kissing Kyle
Diary entry from my mother, Janice (Nizana), that I found yesterday. It was on her computer which is an unorganized mess of photo and text files. I might find more.
March 12, 2014
I spent the afternoon working on a new flowerbed in the backyard, a project I had been contemplating for weeks. Kyle, a 15-year-old neighbor with a passion for gardening, offered to help me bring my vision to life. He and Lauryn had been friends since childhood and since he was known to be a good worker, I hired him to help me a few afternoons after school. The warm sun embraced us as my hands dug...
March 12, 2014
I spent the afternoon working on a new flowerbed in the backyard, a project I had been contemplating for weeks. Kyle, a 15-year-old neighbor with a passion for gardening, offered to help me bring my vision to life. He and Lauryn had been friends since childhood and since he was known to be a good worker, I hired him to help me a few afternoons after school. The warm sun embraced us as my hands dug...
#teens
#crush
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