Poems About Narrative Seeking Honest Critique
#narrative
Sky
Head throbbing with beats,
seconds and minutes,
pulsing with heat.
Falling through the Earth,
doors appear in seeming random bursts.
Smooth,shiney.
Silver, black, yellow,
the handles, the hole,
feeling mellow.
At the begenning it is as it seems,
the creation of my being.
I grasp the handle, walking through,
waves of sadness attack you.
Being no longer myself,
I observe with slight stealth.
I get this sinking feeling,
and fall through the floor.
A glass grid above,
and you leave.
The tears fall...
seconds and minutes,
pulsing with heat.
Falling through the Earth,
doors appear in seeming random bursts.
Smooth,shiney.
Silver, black, yellow,
the handles, the hole,
feeling mellow.
At the begenning it is as it seems,
the creation of my being.
I grasp the handle, walking through,
waves of sadness attack you.
Being no longer myself,
I observe with slight stealth.
I get this sinking feeling,
and fall through the floor.
A glass grid above,
and you leave.
The tears fall...
#sea
#sun
#sky
#clouds
#narrative
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Larry meets Maria
So there was this young boy sitting on bench in a park. it was a nippy day out but not to cold. As He is sitting watching the ducks playing, he sees this young girl crying near the sandbox. He walks over to her and asks what's wrong. She says my mommy and daddy left me here without my dog. The boy puzzled now says well where did they go. I don't know she replies they said something about how they didn't need me anymore, the dog is better company then i am, shrugging her shoulders she says I must agree that was a cool dog you know. The boy stunned says we should go alert someone. Oh no no...
#children
#narrative
#scary
#prose
#mystery
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Two Stages, Same Story
A stage:
Virgin land,
Lush with rolling emerald hills,
Sapphire Lakes and ruby poppies
Untouched
War
With guns blazing
And angry divisive words
"Come here, Enemy Pig!"
The innocent run
But none can hide from War's
Raping
A nation
Turning deaf ear
To the cries of those who suffer most
''We don't want your rich man's war!
We want our children back!''
And Mother Land replies,
''Traitors! You are not my children!''
Abandoning
Another stage:
Virgin girl,
Lush with rollinghills...
Virgin land,
Lush with rolling emerald hills,
Sapphire Lakes and ruby poppies
Untouched
War
With guns blazing
And angry divisive words
"Come here, Enemy Pig!"
The innocent run
But none can hide from War's
Raping
A nation
Turning deaf ear
To the cries of those who suffer most
''We don't want your rich man's war!
We want our children back!''
And Mother Land replies,
''Traitors! You are not my children!''
Abandoning
Another stage:
Virgin girl,
Lush with rollinghills...
#dark
#abuse
#oppression
#war
#narrative
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The Owl and the Pussycat, and their vice money
The Owl and the Pussycat spurred on by ale
Started forging some bank note
They thought it was funny, copying money
Such as a noble five pound note.
The Owl aimed for the stars above
And sang in his sports car
O lovely Pussy, my artistic love
You star
You star
What a skillful Pussy you are!
The Owl and the Pussycat went to jail
For forging those bank note
They thought it was funny, copying money
The court secretary wrote.
The Owl aimed for the stars above
And weeped for his sports car
O lovely Pussy, my guilty love
My...
Started forging some bank note
They thought it was funny, copying money
Such as a noble five pound note.
The Owl aimed for the stars above
And sang in his sports car
O lovely Pussy, my artistic love
You star
You star
What a skillful Pussy you are!
The Owl and the Pussycat went to jail
For forging those bank note
They thought it was funny, copying money
The court secretary wrote.
The Owl aimed for the stars above
And weeped for his sports car
O lovely Pussy, my guilty love
My...
#money
#rhyming
#narrative
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DU Poetry : Poems About Narrative Seeking Honest Critique