Poems About Water by Top Critiquers
#water
Poems about water by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
The Still
The stream was cast a
severe steel blue.
Notions of heaven
feel true.
Behold the long smooth cascade
of waterfall.
The euphoric fluid showering
down my inner walls.
The surround was populated
by burnt orange and lemon leaves.
My spirit adopts a stature of peace.
Deemed a startling secret place.
Feel the still of the human race
severe steel blue.
Notions of heaven
feel true.
Behold the long smooth cascade
of waterfall.
The euphoric fluid showering
down my inner walls.
The surround was populated
by burnt orange and lemon leaves.
My spirit adopts a stature of peace.
Deemed a startling secret place.
Feel the still of the human race
#fall
#nature
#water
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playing within
When the lights are dim
and the crowd’s all gone
keep the game alive
play on and on.
No need for a stage
or a roaring cheer
the heart of the game
is always here.
In the silence,
moves are made
passes thrown
in a hidden parade.
Invisible victories
unseen sweat
chasing dreams
with no regret.
Under the stars
with no eyes to see.
The spirit of play runs
wild and free.
Every shot a whisper
every goal a ghost.
In the quiet night
you’re playing the...
and the crowd’s all gone
keep the game alive
play on and on.
No need for a stage
or a roaring cheer
the heart of the game
is always here.
In the silence,
moves are made
passes thrown
in a hidden parade.
Invisible victories
unseen sweat
chasing dreams
with no regret.
Under the stars
with no eyes to see.
The spirit of play runs
wild and free.
Every shot a whisper
every goal a ghost.
In the quiet night
you’re playing the...
#fire
#identity
#silence
#water
#WritingPoetry
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Flowing
Exiting into a gulf, we became engulf
Waves of pleasure and with so much force rolling over us
Maximized pleasure is considered a must
Our rivers are over flowing back into the mother source
Silt all in your hair, white foam in my beard
Dredging your depths as I scrape beneath your pier
Casting into the shallows because you're bedding
That's right pick it up with your mouth, this isn't a wedding
Take that tail and sweep the bed out
There's work to be done once you get caught
Ferrying up and down your stream
Run...
Waves of pleasure and with so much force rolling over us
Maximized pleasure is considered a must
Our rivers are over flowing back into the mother source
Silt all in your hair, white foam in my beard
Dredging your depths as I scrape beneath your pier
Casting into the shallows because you're bedding
That's right pick it up with your mouth, this isn't a wedding
Take that tail and sweep the bed out
There's work to be done once you get caught
Ferrying up and down your stream
Run...
#sex
#water
#nature #lover
#nature #lover
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A Thousand Years From Forever (Thirteen)
BOOK II (The Rebirth Of Queen Sephora)
Evergreen
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
The Golden Palace
The Royal Supreme King’s Bedchambers
My love, you allure me back to the watery depth of your roaring sea
Silk pleasure up my spine as your strong dialect softly beckons unto me
As I close my eyes, you dip your esoteric wishes in the calling of my wishing well
Life and to be reborn is the best present you can avowal to self, as the Gods would tell
Unto a Kingdom upon the throne your presence sits ...
Evergreen
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
The Golden Palace
The Royal Supreme King’s Bedchambers
My love, you allure me back to the watery depth of your roaring sea
Silk pleasure up my spine as your strong dialect softly beckons unto me
As I close my eyes, you dip your esoteric wishes in the calling of my wishing well
Life and to be reborn is the best present you can avowal to self, as the Gods would tell
Unto a Kingdom upon the throne your presence sits ...
#lover
#mythology
#water
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Besotted
Besotted .The word alone conjures a deep, expensive Cabernet, one that surrenders your shame and drips warm syrupy liquid into your cleavage. So seductive is it to be besotted that soon you are pouring wine over your head, requiring full immersion, guzzling this nectar of the gods until you drown. Drowning in Cabernet is a capitulation to exquisitely perfect men; the long-standing denizens of your tortured imagination.
Don't drown. Swim. Swim with him, this real man, the one who lives here, not in your nebulous realms. Swim with his imperfections, his bald spot, his stubborn,...
Don't drown. Swim. Swim with him, this real man, the one who lives here, not in your nebulous realms. Swim with his imperfections, his bald spot, his stubborn,...
#happiness
#love
#moon
#night
#water
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Cascade
Gaia waters your daintiness...
initiated as first Daughter of the Nile
smile in your quietness
count your blessings of abundance and remembrance
as tides widen your horizons
soak in the Book of your Timothy
marinate in wealth of masculine empathy
bathe in rich sudsy Love
where the warmth of orgasmic waves flood
your senses...your sensibilities
read me baby in algebraic ascension of dimensions
as My tsunamic altitudes mood swings
beneath your unspoken...
initiated as first Daughter of the Nile
smile in your quietness
count your blessings of abundance and remembrance
as tides widen your horizons
soak in the Book of your Timothy
marinate in wealth of masculine empathy
bathe in rich sudsy Love
where the warmth of orgasmic waves flood
your senses...your sensibilities
read me baby in algebraic ascension of dimensions
as My tsunamic altitudes mood swings
beneath your unspoken...
#books
#love
#nature
#water
#women
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The Book of Things
They say to me in their awakening,
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
#sea
#water
#ShortStory
#learning
#wisdom
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Cherry Pie Delight
She's my cherry pie
sweet and tart
with cinnamon
in every crevice
of her crust
which is causing
my mouth to
water because
she taste so
damn good
That I have to
gobble her up
until every piece
was up into
my soul
sweet and tart
with cinnamon
in every crevice
of her crust
which is causing
my mouth to
water because
she taste so
damn good
That I have to
gobble her up
until every piece
was up into
my soul
#women
#erotic
#water
#food
#dirty
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Crystaline water
Crystaline water
An old Friend's Poem," one of her best " 2017
Crystaline water
cleanse my cluttered mind
weaving your coarse
leave the chaos behind
Riparian retreat
where willows embrace
finger leaf trails
shows a rippling trace
In mirrored depths
your secrets abide
the predators hunt
the hunted, hide
Amorphous shadows
neath diaphonous stream
caught for a moment
by incandescent sunbeam
Prowling predator
a solitary pike
in the margins, motionless
an...
An old Friend's Poem," one of her best " 2017
Crystaline water
cleanse my cluttered mind
weaving your coarse
leave the chaos behind
Riparian retreat
where willows embrace
finger leaf trails
shows a rippling trace
In mirrored depths
your secrets abide
the predators hunt
the hunted, hide
Amorphous shadows
neath diaphonous stream
caught for a moment
by incandescent sunbeam
Prowling predator
a solitary pike
in the margins, motionless
an...
#metaphor
#mythology
#philosophical
#uplifting
#water
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4 Comments
Rivers in a Teaspoon
No man ever steps in the same river twice.” Heraclitus
From the amniotic porridge:
Through teeth, claws and oceans
To be creatures of phallus and womb.
Factory smog smoulders against morning mist.
I dream we watch the sunrise over the Canal,
Rib-cage of bicycles, bottles and bones
Breath against the chest of this ordinary town.
Sleep-talk to a stranger who weeps at God’s silence.
After umbrella days,
The River Clwyd thrum-beats her surge
As ribbons fired from a revolver.
On the shore between two piers
Or...
From the amniotic porridge:
Through teeth, claws and oceans
To be creatures of phallus and womb.
Factory smog smoulders against morning mist.
I dream we watch the sunrise over the Canal,
Rib-cage of bicycles, bottles and bones
Breath against the chest of this ordinary town.
Sleep-talk to a stranger who weeps at God’s silence.
After umbrella days,
The River Clwyd thrum-beats her surge
As ribbons fired from a revolver.
On the shore between two piers
Or...
#universe
#water
#nature
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the anglo dutch wars
the ships sailed up the river
and attacked the city, although,
as I said to pepys at the time,
you have to love their tulips ..
and attacked the city, although,
as I said to pepys at the time,
you have to love their tulips ..
#water
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Sami Song
Hear the tale of the heart
that’s pure as the falling snow
there in the north the light
there the pale light glow
sing me a song to a passage
of a time when the shaman sing
and the eagles reply
and brother wolves howl
call the warriors of old
once more a dance
of victory on snowy shore
north of the wind
joik me a song of the falling rain
of reindeer in the wild
remember them who live before
time was counted in its ticking
let the children remember
the time of the Sami
when they...
that’s pure as the falling snow
there in the north the light
there the pale light glow
sing me a song to a passage
of a time when the shaman sing
and the eagles reply
and brother wolves howl
call the warriors of old
once more a dance
of victory on snowy shore
north of the wind
joik me a song of the falling rain
of reindeer in the wild
remember them who live before
time was counted in its ticking
let the children remember
the time of the Sami
when they...
#earth
#fire
#water
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DU Poetry : Poems About Water by Top Critiquers