Posts tagged ‘poet’

November 22, 2017

HAIKU: I’M A LATE BLOOMER

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I’m a late bloomer

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November 22, 2017

#120 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

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November 21, 2017

HAIKU: IT WILL BLOSSOM

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Will Write About

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November 20, 2017

Dream Vision

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books®

Pointed Fingers

Even when I’m asleep
I’m awake, producing things
inflammatory or illegal
to the spooks that would govern
our concepts of light.

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November 20, 2017

MEMORIES GONE ROGUE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I keep secrets and memories
buried deeply in my heart
the ones I treasure most
locked away from my mind

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November 13, 2017

It Is Something To Have Been

by HemmingPlay
Karma-New-Orleans-Louisiana-USA-4

“Karma,” New Orleans, Louisiana, USA. An impressive sculpture is located in the Sydney and Walda Besthoff Sculpture Garden, which is found at the New Orleans Museum of Art. It is made by Korean artist Do Ho Suh.

I am well past my 20s,
that golden time
when I only saw a little—and even that
with optimistic eyes.

I’m past the days of cheap
apartments with friends and wine and roaches,
lentils and rice for breakfast,
or leftover cold pizza.

I’m beyond learning of
war and death and pestilence.
The visitations of grief
have marked me, too.

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November 11, 2017

Endings

by HemmingPlay

It’s easy to see the beginnings of things,

not so easy to see the endings.

With eyes like cameras,

the silent guide

can tell you things

you will not believe.

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November 9, 2017

I Wanted

by HemmingPlay

I wanted to be Steve Jobs
I wanted to be Joni Mitchell
I wanted to be Leonard Cohen
I wanted to be Carl Sagan,
Bobby Kennedy.
I wanted to be that person,
the one they’ll say years from now,
“yeah, whatever happened to him?”
The way people do, about certain
Rare, shining talents, like Joni, or Steve,
Or Carl. Mystery
that can’t be explained.

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November 6, 2017

Big Dreams

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books®

Day 2 photo

 

I do not dream
of going to LA,
New York City,
Hollywood
or any other
Metro of delusion.

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November 2, 2017

A PAINTER AT HEART

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

If you asked me what I do
I might give you some
variations on a theme
that would let you know
the label that best fits me
best in the eyes of others

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October 29, 2017

Rhymer

by Jem Croucher

A poem each day
which time after time
find words which together
fit well and then rhyme
It’s the art of the poet
a gift some would say
and something which I
publish here every day

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October 15, 2017

Migration

by mkvecchitto

intrigue verse thoreau quote

I see you. Mired in madness, struggling to be free, you search for a way out. Embrace this journey as those butterflies in your stomach feel more like carnivorous crabs piercing the pit of your soul. Sometimes we must descend into darkness. Sometimes we must view reality through a skewed lens to gain perspective. I see you. We belong to the same kind, the same tribe. And as you fight this battle, know when you reach the other side, Retrospect will reveal your inner beauty. Ride this river of time.

I’ll be there, waiting on the sandy shore.

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October 14, 2017

Jemverse

by Jem Croucher

And if I thought for a moment
that the words wouldn’t come
My pen laid to rest
and my writing days done
I would know then that life
had come to an end
and, bereft my abandon
like the loss of a friend

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October 10, 2017

CAVORTING WITH FOOLS

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Cavorting with fools
like me
can be risky
for your future 

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September 28, 2017

Dreamer

by markfahmy

dreamers

I dream by night
and dream again
by day

I live in my mind
and I intend
to stay

I breathe air
but my dreams
are my airway

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September 22, 2017

A WAY WITH WORDS

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

They say
I have a way
with words 

I am honored
by the thought
but sincerely
doubt it,

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September 10, 2017

Afraid Of Love

by markfahmy

afraidoflove

come
and look me
in the eye

you know
there’s tension
between you and I

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September 8, 2017

A STREAM OF WORDS

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I thought that when the hurting stopped
my heart would just stop sending
words to put on paper
and I’d have to stop pretending 

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August 7, 2017

What is Poetry?

by Jem Croucher

A collection of words with juxtaposition
Crafted into some lines
That speak of my life and the things that I see
To capture a few of those times

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July 31, 2017

I Am Everything

by markfahmy

iameverything

I am the rising sun of joy,
the swirling winds of trouble
and the subtle breeze you enjoy

I am the valleys of pain,
the mountains of hope
and the gentle falling of rain

I am the sky full of stars,
the stream of ashes and dust
and the high cliffs decorated in scars

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July 30, 2017

Art still lives

by markfahmy

arstilllives

art still lives
sometimes in frames
sometimes in streets
sometimes in the waters of our veins

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July 27, 2017

Your Shadows

by markfahmy

do you really think
I will choose
to walk in your shadows?

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July 26, 2017

Trespassers, delay and rhyme

by Jem Croucher

Waiting for a railway train
to take me to my home
I’ll sit and write a poem
on the station on my own
It’s peaceful here, conducive
to find a little rhyme
and scribble down a verse or two
line by line by line

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July 10, 2017

Quill

by scatterednotebooks
quil-380x380

Freeimages.com/asafesh

Scritch, scratch by faint candle light,
deep and long into the night –
a man sits down and begins to write –

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July 9, 2017

Metamorphosis

by markfahmy

metamorphosis

Can a cigarette warm
the coldness of a soul
that stopped giving a damn
about it all?

Can a touch restore
the blood into the veins
of a body that’s been buried
under a million chains?

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June 28, 2017

~ Thoughts Glide

by ladyliterati

Poetic thoughts glide across my tongue as dainty feet, waltzing a marble floor,

Wrapped in word, my mind soars beyond the either and I surpass self

I am neither here or there, but, suspended between realms; weightless

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May 31, 2017

Tonight

by markfahmy

tonight

 

Tonight,
let gravity
bring me down

Tonight,
leave my soul
to drown

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May 30, 2017

A Voice Like Lava Flowed

by braveandrecklessblog

Once I whispered my truths

to the unfeeling dawn

unheard

my words began to build up

choke me

overtake me

and in the stifling silence

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