Poems About Tradition by Top Critiquers
#tradition
Poems about tradition by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Goddess on the Hunt
Never cross a deity
Never tempt one into ire
For there will be consequences
Don’t get caught in their temper’s fire
It is said that when Zeus’ headache was so severe
He received a blow from an axe right to the head
And out sprang Athena, beautiful and fully grown
In body armor and a spear, ready – forging ahead
Goddess on the Hunt
Goddess of wisdom
So beautiful and strong
Virgin and pure
Chaste and secure
Of the judgment she casts upon
She turned Medusa into a monster
Arachne into a spider
Never...
Never tempt one into ire
For there will be consequences
Don’t get caught in their temper’s fire
It is said that when Zeus’ headache was so severe
He received a blow from an axe right to the head
And out sprang Athena, beautiful and fully grown
In body armor and a spear, ready – forging ahead
Goddess on the Hunt
Goddess of wisdom
So beautiful and strong
Virgin and pure
Chaste and secure
Of the judgment she casts upon
She turned Medusa into a monster
Arachne into a spider
Never...
#mythology
#culture
#tradition
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hello freedom no more kids
#heroin
#culture
#heroic #tradition
#heroic #tradition
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THE TRAP OF CATEGORIZING
Our day-to-day existence
is continually being
bombarded with efforts
to categorize everything
from A to Z and beyond.
This is especially true
when it comes to we humans.
In our minds, we practice
analyst management:
We categorize by gender,
height, weight, looks, gay, straight,
performance, education, religion,
ethnicity, morality, values,
tastes, talent, etc., etc.
Yes, perhaps in some disciplines
such as science and medicine
category analyst is essential.
But for me, and speaking
only for me,...
is continually being
bombarded with efforts
to categorize everything
from A to Z and beyond.
This is especially true
when it comes to we humans.
In our minds, we practice
analyst management:
We categorize by gender,
height, weight, looks, gay, straight,
performance, education, religion,
ethnicity, morality, values,
tastes, talent, etc., etc.
Yes, perhaps in some disciplines
such as science and medicine
category analyst is essential.
But for me, and speaking
only for me,...
#identity
#freedom
#culture
#morality
#tradition
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santorini
those towering
stone cliffs
hold you,
sentinel like
monuments
at santorini,
they are
unmovable
cliffs
since conceived,
their first
breaths,
unapologetic,
that same
stable gaze,
from
countless eyes,
the waters
around you,
safe,
satisfied
below you,
each wave
rising, falling,
resting on
your shore,
washing
your feet.
stone cliffs
hold you,
sentinel like
monuments
at santorini,
they are
unmovable
cliffs
since conceived,
their first
breaths,
unapologetic,
that same
stable gaze,
from
countless eyes,
the waters
around you,
safe,
satisfied
below you,
each wave
rising, falling,
resting on
your shore,
washing
your feet.
#identity
#city
#beach
#culture
#tradition
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No Footprint, Contrarian, Cash is King
Yeah
That's me
Contrarian
I like using cash
No footprint
Off the grid mind set
Food and liquor mostly
Frequently quizzing cashiers
How many people pay cash ?
I want know
Stats are currency
I do things differently
Own person
Cash still King
That's me
Contrarian
I like using cash
No footprint
Off the grid mind set
Food and liquor mostly
Frequently quizzing cashiers
How many people pay cash ?
I want know
Stats are currency
I do things differently
Own person
Cash still King
#money
#minimalist
#culture
#StreamOfConsciousness
#tradition
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Sweet Skin of Fog
For Brigid
A blank page lays open-handed
ready to hold this story
but all that oozes from the veil
is a memory of a memory
You appeared while I was writing
Specter from a past life
my Celtic blood lived
Conversation becomes the hardest thing to carry
under the weight of history
Our own senses become weapons
for and against yourself
over what to believe
Your sweet skin of fog
escaped from its sepulchre
becoming the chill winter morn
You asked if you needed a calling...
A blank page lays open-handed
ready to hold this story
but all that oozes from the veil
is a memory of a memory
You appeared while I was writing
Specter from a past life
my Celtic blood lived
Conversation becomes the hardest thing to carry
under the weight of history
Our own senses become weapons
for and against yourself
over what to believe
Your sweet skin of fog
escaped from its sepulchre
becoming the chill winter morn
You asked if you needed a calling...
#tradition
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I SAW HER RIDE (LADY GODIVA BY PEEPING TOM)
I saw her ride,
legs to one side,
nothing to hide
amid the street,
while the discreet
let not eyes meet.
Her long thick hair
covered her, bare,
to derriere.
She sat upright
in the dim light
as day met night.
No more I saw -
my eyes went sore
sight did withdraw.
I'd been struck blind,
things could not find.
Guilt seared my mind.
legs to one side,
nothing to hide
amid the street,
while the discreet
let not eyes meet.
Her long thick hair
covered her, bare,
to derriere.
She sat upright
in the dim light
as day met night.
No more I saw -
my eyes went sore
sight did withdraw.
I'd been struck blind,
things could not find.
Guilt seared my mind.
#rhyming
#tradition
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House rules...house rules...& mayhem
there were House rules
{before, during & after church}
none of them unreasonable & never once tested
we showered, brushed our teeth & sat down to eat
before donning the appropriate garment
heaven forbid we wrinkle or get it dirty
hair must be brushed until it shone
barrettes for the girls...boys hair must be smooth
only then were we deemed presentable
one by one we'd get in the car
none of our weekday shenanigans
we could joke & be silly
just be mindful of what we were wearing
upon arrival there were further...
{before, during & after church}
none of them unreasonable & never once tested
we showered, brushed our teeth & sat down to eat
before donning the appropriate garment
heaven forbid we wrinkle or get it dirty
hair must be brushed until it shone
barrettes for the girls...boys hair must be smooth
only then were we deemed presentable
one by one we'd get in the car
none of our weekday shenanigans
we could joke & be silly
just be mindful of what we were wearing
upon arrival there were further...
#love
#childhood
#memories #tradition
#memories #tradition
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Drummer and Dancer
Drummed the drum the drummer boy
to the beat of his heart
to the sighing of his desire
woven within the goat skin
he drummed on his desires
golden in his fold
glistening with anticipation
as he beat his drum
to the frantic shaking of her hips
the dancer, eyes closed
full lips on half open mouth
as if anticipating a kiss
from the wanton air of desire
drum frantic now
her feet on the dusts in frenzy
he felt his sweat flow down his back
between the mound beneath
his breath exploded in his...
to the beat of his heart
to the sighing of his desire
woven within the goat skin
he drummed on his desires
golden in his fold
glistening with anticipation
as he beat his drum
to the frantic shaking of her hips
the dancer, eyes closed
full lips on half open mouth
as if anticipating a kiss
from the wanton air of desire
drum frantic now
her feet on the dusts in frenzy
he felt his sweat flow down his back
between the mound beneath
his breath exploded in his...
#erotic
#tradition
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C.S.I.
The very definition of deadbeat
is every last conservative we know
hell for leather at the buy bull retreat
and the dog and pony deer hunter show
to study the latest mass murder kit
cuz deer and people weigh about the same
so bullets make the same ballistic hit
on legal or illegal human game...
about which they fantasize all day long,
when they're not bitching about Taylor Swift
and how woke she is with her latest song
where lyrics are too big for them to sift
like the ideation they should have learned
from all the schoolbooks...
is every last conservative we know
hell for leather at the buy bull retreat
and the dog and pony deer hunter show
to study the latest mass murder kit
cuz deer and people weigh about the same
so bullets make the same ballistic hit
on legal or illegal human game...
about which they fantasize all day long,
when they're not bitching about Taylor Swift
and how woke she is with her latest song
where lyrics are too big for them to sift
like the ideation they should have learned
from all the schoolbooks...
#violence
#PopCulture
#ignorance
#tradition
#masculinity
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Touché
Cog in the machine,
Chasing after a carrot on a string,
Exhaustingly building up a castle.
Then, having the riches dispersed,
like a socialist capital.
No finishing line,
Only a mirage, in the distance,
a tight-rope to break through.
Oh how fun: a hamster...
trying to outrun the spinning wheel.
Around and around we go.
Faster, faster!
Don't trip, and don't slow!
You have to move faster,
to keep up with the surface below!
(Forgetting it is you,...
Chasing after a carrot on a string,
Exhaustingly building up a castle.
Then, having the riches dispersed,
like a socialist capital.
No finishing line,
Only a mirage, in the distance,
a tight-rope to break through.
Oh how fun: a hamster...
trying to outrun the spinning wheel.
Around and around we go.
Faster, faster!
Don't trip, and don't slow!
You have to move faster,
to keep up with the surface below!
(Forgetting it is you,...
#frustration
#boredom
#responsibility
#tradition
#vulnerability
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timely advice
a watched pot is too
embarrassed to piss
in front of anyone
it's the early bird that
catches pneumonia and
dies
he who lives by the
sword will probably
out live us all
a penny saved is still
just a penny
a fool and his money
will have one hell of
a party
God helps those who
helps themselves...to
what everyone else
has
absence makes the
heart grow fonder
unless you hate the
motherf**ker
and all good things
must come...
embarrassed to piss
in front of anyone
it's the early bird that
catches pneumonia and
dies
he who lives by the
sword will probably
out live us all
a penny saved is still
just a penny
a fool and his money
will have one hell of
a party
God helps those who
helps themselves...to
what everyone else
has
absence makes the
heart grow fonder
unless you hate the
motherf**ker
and all good things
must come...
#tradition
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DU Poetry : Poems About Tradition by Top Critiquers