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Neopoet Weekly 06/09/24 to 06/15/24 Winner!

 

This week’s winner is Lavender with the following poem

 

Winning Poem

Magic

Submitted by Lavender

A falling star settled on my rose,
a diamond dipped in velvet clothes.
I dared not touch the pure gift
sent from heaven, so swift,
but let it rest there
in such sweet air
and comply
to my
wish.

 

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Summer Image Prompt Contest Vote

Please read the following poems

And vote below.

Voting ends June 19th 2024

 

 

 

Abandoned

By:  Mary Beth Magee

 

She bobbed there in the gentle swell,
The little boat I knew so well.
The sail wrapped tight along the boom
Gave me a feeling of dark doom.
I saw no anchor chain hung down
To stop her, lest she run aground.
No one sat in her empty bow.
No hand controlled her keel just now.
A gentle breeze set her to rock.
How did she get loose from the dock?
As the breeze caused her to turn,
I spotted paint along her stern.
Rough letters where my name had been -
The words now looked like "Mortal Sin."
What had he done in dark of night?
Was he convicted by dawn's light?
Then in the reeds beside the dock…
What I saw gave me quite a shock.
A body, face down, on the lake,
Could it be him, for heaven's sake?
Please, no, I prayed and backed away.
What pushed him so, I cannot say.
I didn't dream that he would dare.
I only know I lost him there.

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Summer Image Prompt Challenge-Sailing

By: Hon

 

In the sailing wind blow
pacing along with the flow
feeling at ease and contented
under the vast blue sky
the spray of the fresh air
embarking on a new journey
traveling miles far apart
carrying with a curious mind
awaiting for a new opportunity
embracing with a sense of hope
bringing with an emotional ride
through many different stages
at the endless spending time
finding own destination
with each tale of the story
comes with lessons
instilled with the thought
life is a learning experience
that takes where it goes
a place that holds special
to the heart that embraces
like home

 

 

 

 

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Neopoet Weelky 06/02/24 to 06/08/24 Winner!

 

This week’s contest winner is hippiemoon with following poem:

Archeology

By: hippiemoon

Years from now,
We will be dead and buried.
Your laugh nothing more than
A whisper in the wind,
A breeze carrying off dandelion wishes.

Our headstones will rest together,
Aging together, as we did in life.
Tears from our loved ones will mix with rain
And our memory will fade with the engravings.

And years from now,
We’re forgotten by everyone but the Earth.
They will dig our bodies up
And find our bones entwined in each other’s arms.

 

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Congratulations to Shelby Pryor for winning this week’s contest

 

Something New

Rain rushes from the skies
Mixing with a single tear
The wind cuts through
Like every doubt, every fear

Lightning shatters my peace
Like the pieces of my mind
A distant thunderclap mocks
Of the girl I was and left behind

A tornado rages in my head
Demolishing my peace and joy
I plaster on a smile for you,
But it's just a tactic I employ

The fear paralyzes my heart
Yet I'm so tired of being afraid
It is time to get up and fight
Before my resolve starts to fade

My fingers curl around my sword
I lift it high, I've got my armor on
I bring it down with all my strength
Until the shattered pieces are gone

There is no fixing the girl I was
No use in buying time with glue
The only solution is to shatter her
And forge with fire Something New

 

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The stream (all workshops)

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Being (mindful-memorable-freeform-challenge)

Being

Nowhere does the sun feel as good
Nowhere does the wind blow as gently
Than in the heart of a peace loving man.

Ian.T
1957

Cajun Killer Cooking...

Night air of cooling dampness
Brushes Killer’s face
Searching for new recipes
He’s in this dim lit place

There is a voodoo princess
Better cook than all the rest
Long pig’s her only specialty
Her roasts are just the best

She’s agreed to meet him here
Kitchen, Sacre Bleu Hotel
It is the stroke of midnight
‘Tis black here as a well

He feels a presence enter
Candles begin to glow
She appears before him suddenly
I come, giving what I know

Impuzzlement

Still in the vicinity
where l rest my weary head,
l weep to our shared morning,
where l'd be better off dead.

l'm sad for this impuzzlement,
why won't the pieces fit?
what could the theives true motive be
to take my little bit?

I tread not, near the shadows
for they hide what l can't see;
plus, they do their best to convince my heart
that it's because of me!

WHERE ARE YOU ? (memorable free form final entry)

Where now are the men of peace ?
I want to scream and shout
Who pleads for calm in crowded cities
urging mobs to stop and think
if their God approves

For now is the time for all brothers
regardless of their birth or faith
to unite against barbarian fanatics
and let them know..ENOUGH!

Tell them that they are not Godly
at least not to any God we love
they are no ally to Allah
no followers of Christ
no friend to Buddah
no believer in any True religion

a foolishness

blithely adding to
and making reduction of
the population
which invented Zeus
those high living gods
of old Olympus
asked for sacrifice, destruction

uncaring

until their creators
voted
against them

we read of
their downfall
their flaws

for mankind finally wrote into
the history of myth
mishaps of
no-longer-wanted-deities
(deciding, perhaps
one god would do)
and had them annihilated
in a heavenly war

dialysis what !

he
is still on dialysis
but kith and kin don't know
when to let him go
hope God
helps them ...

the finale none know
not you... nor I...
no doc too
heaven is too busy...
we always knew
and
if there is a God
of which I have reservations....
I’m quite sure he has 7.5 billion
in the ICU
we call the world...
and
I only wish that ailing humanity
Came with life to terms
all we need is
a switch off
switch
but then who will?

E R G O M A N I A .. S U P I N E N E S S

hair spun in the weave of air
we are rushing in the last of summer breath
our landscape climb
like a wave primed

dark and hungry as the night
while sunlight scatters
at its edge
that races

a great weight
chasing us in dreams

I hear the cry through all
the miles
and hold my breath
awake
waiting for the fall
like snow breaking free of a tin
roof

Our avalanche of words
frothing
we place palm up
to catch the rain

Neopoet Renga 2

Summer storms have passed
autumn is on the doorstep
falling leaves arrive

Holding our sweet creamy dreams
let them not shatter on floor

Trust dreams quiescent
muse remaining autumn scene
more timely imbue

Dreams of cluttered entrances
pumpkin head scarecrows, cobwebs

Meadows glowing gold
harvest moon drifts slowly by
sunsets of our dreams

Cool evenings sweet serenade
children kick the fallen leaves

Adolescents roll
windbreakers breaking dry leaves
innocent first kiss

Workshop: 

walk..silently

I see you from a distance
I hark for you
my yells fall on deaf ears
the window pane the barrier

I step out in the open
the snow chills
but the heart’s warmth thrills
I hasten
the wilderness slaps the breeze
reminds me of stark nudity
as I have left the brief
naked in mind, body and soul

Oh! Lord I am still unable to stalk
I now walk alone
return to my cove
a blessed
dark
cold
merciless dungeon

saddened by my folly
in thinking that you would hear me

Maintain The Rage

On a warm, clear spring day the phone rang,
I said, "I'm terrific, never better, and you?"
I was told
"There'll be no weather tomorrow"

No weather, any more, ever.

Jason said "maintain the rage"
and we all know that that means more

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