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Neopoet Weekly 05/05/24 to 05/11/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-05-11 22:23

This week the Neopoem is

Ways of loving by  Terumi Sakurai

Let us congratulate Terumi Sakurai on their first win as a neopoet member.

About Contests

Submitted by Apostolos "Paul... on Wed, 2024-05-08 23:18

There have been some changes to the about contest page
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Poetry Month 2024 Imagine Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sun, 2024-05-05 20:27

The winning poem of the

Poetry Month 2024 Imagine is

 Backwards by  Carrie

Congratulations to Carrie on such a unique poem.

 

Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/28/24 to 05/04/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-05-04 13:54

This week the Neopoem is

 

  My Heart, My Heaven by Izzi Reinier

 

Let us congratulate Izzi Reinier on another contest win as a neopoet member.

April 2024 Contest Winners

Submitted by neopoet contests on Tue, 2024-04-30 20:38

Congratulations to our April 2024 contest winners!

Spring Fling  was won by Carrie with the poem Spring Fling

04/24 I Was An April Fool was won by Geezer with the poem Fooled Again...

04/24 Waiting In Line was won by  Mary Beth Magee  with the poem The Last Time

04/24 Are We There Yet?  Was won by Rula with the poem We're Almost There For It

04/24 My Favorite Cookie was won by Leslie with the poem After school treat!

30 April April 2024 Contest Winners
30 April May 2024 Contests
27 April Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/21/24 to 04/27/24 Contest Winner!
20 April Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/14/24 to 04/20/24 Winner!
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The Sun is Always Rising, Red and Huge

Submitted by Kailashana2 on Fri, 2012-08-17 12:14

I had a farm in Africa at the foot of the Ngong Hills...
Well, not really, I just adore
that first line of Isak's book.
I wanted a love like the one she
had. I could taste it. Smell it, like fresh
soap and old leather.
I wanted music in the tall grass, bending
to my wishes.
I wanted to dance with your hands on my
hips, close enough to see stars migrating
from each passing breeze.
I admired the respect of silence
and a smile
that could kill me.
I imagined memories to put into cages while lions

Summer’s Defiance

Submitted by captjack on Fri, 2012-08-17 03:03

For several weeks a solitary leaf swings atop a tall maple,
held there only by unwavering resolve.
The rest have long ago become the crackling carpet beneath my feet.
But this sole survivor scorns such destiny.
Buffeted by bracing breeze this brown and brittle
vestige of the summer rejects surrender still.

In Case of Emergency, Break Glass

Submitted by Geremia on Thu, 2012-08-16 17:53

IN CASE OF EMERGENCY BREAK GLASS

Put the little red hatchet
back on the wall.
there is no sense of urgency
at all.
no emergency.
so
please don’t break the glass.

Open the windows
and close the front door.
No one is coming in
I just washed the floor.
.
But some day
If you ever see my face
down on the ground
lips cold and blue
ass in the air
eyes fixed in a glossy stare…
break the glass.
and change my underwear

snap shot (revised)

Submitted by Candlewitch on Thu, 2012-08-16 12:40

with special thanks to Judyanne and weirdelf:

daylight swept away
by encroaching night
waning
memory of purest
delight

water lilies
folding
closing
sun-sensitive petals

as birdsong ceases
and I too
fade
from your sight

until all is gone
and I am
naught
in your mind
but
a time aged photograph

Hearts And Unicorns (Shark Pool, Show and Tell WS)

Submitted by William Saint George on Thu, 2012-08-16 12:32

Of hearts and unicorns,
and fancy clad ladies.

It's all for a game of "Pick and Play",
Under a canopy of crows and rainbows.

Little bells beat in the storm,
and chime like reversed death-knells

calling you from the grave of living,
to the endless promenade,
hand in hand,
under the scrutiny of friends and family.

Of tear drops and split throats,
or worse, of broken hearts and limbs,

your kisses taste like chloroquine,
they're very hard to swallow.

Workshop: 
Show And Tell: Intensive Critique Workshop

precept five confusion

Submitted by judyanne on Thu, 2012-08-16 07:03

they say booze is the great antagonist
abstention needs be sought in earnest
of liver, kidney, brain and bladder
intoxication's the great destroyer

the teacher said to love my enemy
if I desire to be someone worthy
so does it not seem order of divine
that I should love my spirits and wine?
.

Eclipse

Submitted by Rula on Thu, 2012-08-16 02:36

Is it only me
or do you quetch the same!
On my lips the smiles fade and
I am not sure who's to blame

Once I got my mirror,
alone I practised smiling
again and again
but
she tauntingly
repaid me a shabby smile

Have I turned out insane?

L E A N . . . L I N E N

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2012-08-16 00:43

crippled drip
tumbling
its thrust against
its fall

outside the night
fills up with stars

the glitter wall

and a mouth of
hesitation
is dark with teeth
pale headstones
in nocturnes ease

our costume smiles
papery as halloween
flirts

your restless hands
against the bright
automatic pattern
of your shirt

pale fingers thin
the watery dexterity
of the hunt

dirty nails that taste
of smoke

A scratch on the sand

Submitted by t. reflexion on Thu, 2012-08-16 00:42

The dead are forgotten
All they held dear to heart
Dusty distant recall
Gone with them far afield
While we sit on an edge
A limbo of some sort
Pondering on our fate
On what lies beyond here

Beyond the final sill
We can only imagine
Glories of paradise
And the torments of hell
While we struggle so hard
With realities today
Draw and erase or write
On the sand of our time

sympathetic gesture in pennies

Submitted by the_fool on Wed, 2012-08-15 20:46

perched upon a pallet
each powerful pull
prompting further
his pickled pitch of pep

all promises
proclamations
played out
and unproductive

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