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2:23am by zach

 

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Early Spring Image Prompt Contest Vote

Early Spring Image Contest Vote

 

Please read the two finalist poems below and click on the vote here link to vote on your favorite poem. Voting ends March 29th 2024.

 

 

The Visitor

By: Mary Beth Magee

You visit for a moment,

Accept a breath of hospitality,

Then dash away again.

You share your company briefly.

 

But in that time, oh,

The magic you bring.

From tiny eggs to instars

To gloriously patterned wing.

 

I watched you hatch and crawl,

Grow, shed and wriggle.

You change your dress. Your

New look makes me giggle.

 

You give me joy and delight

With your aerial ballet.

My royal friend, magician,

Harlequin at play,

 

Dear monarch, share your gift

Of grand, exuberant joy

With all. Give us eyes to

See, and feelings to employ.

 

You set an example

Of living in the moment.

Let us live so our days

Are likewise spent.

 

Dash on, my friend,

Your destiny calls.

Send your children my way

When the milkweed grows tall.

 

Spring Comes

By: Candlewitch

 

Fields of springy clover

beneath my barefoot toes,

dance-happy feet kick up

a delight everyone knows!

 

Green, green all around,

a heart full of joys untold

rolling over and over in

nature's paradise hold!

 

In gardens of my growing hopes

tulips, buttercups and crocus

flourish healthily blossoming,

as Spring comes into focus.

 

 

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Neopoet Weekly 03/010/24 to 03/16/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

Dancing In The Dark  by  William Lynn

Congratulations to William Lynn on such a fine poem.

Neopoet Weekly 03/03/24 to 03/09/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

 

THE LAST RING by  Jokerface82

 

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The stream (all workshops)

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foreplay
words drip from the faucet reciever
legs ajar
the rise found with wrist
and fingertips

finding push button long distant calls
on the local carrier

He's bored..running paperwork files
smoking a cigarette
and balancing a jug
sucking hungry
feeling the glow slip down
harsh and settle roaring
like a slow fire

the nudge against his thigh
the black worn jeans
a smile growing hearing
the sweet voice
the gameplay

Stepping Out The Door

cat biscuits
cat biscuits
must not forget
or the blighters
‘ill howl
till your mind
Is their pet

apples lof love

Sitting under an apple tree,
she and me
wondering
which apple to taste first

one up on the tree
or the one,
one yet can't see
hidden in the bushes
of my friend ye...

Then she smiled
how’s apple feeling?
under her blushes
my mouth started watering
and
what an appeal
she did my heart steal
and
under the bushes
we did play
and
let tree apples
where they were stay

what delicious apple said she
Remember
Adam and Eve

Think of Me, Remember Me

Think of me,
when my voice no longer speaks.
Remember me
when my heart no longer beats

You know I wish
I could keep you company
in a song of bliss
but I'm feeling too weak

When mechanics
help my heartbeats
I will be sick
and close to defeat'

So be my voice
when I am away

Helping Hand...

The night was full of silence
if silence can be full
A full-moon had risen monstrous
exerting manic pull

Crazy things most always happen
when it's gibbous-moon
Killer felt it's song
it sang a dangerous tune

Night-time congregation
hugs and secret shakes
The corner filled with drug-lords
and the money that they make

Dice clicked and dollars floated
to and fro from hands
Each gang, a piece of turf
where they made their stands

The Optimist Mourns

1.
I have heard your whisper and glass rattle of chilled jade.
2.
I have heard your grained applause under the floorboards.
3.
I have eaten these kitsch doll parts you have buried under the cemetery's rune marks. One more!
4.
On my morning walks, I have seen the egg white of your eyes flip...shells breaking on the sea shore...remember?.
5.
So here I am, staring upward as always. I see your face in the clouds, the blue and red...you always distracted me from my meetings.

Broken In The Gum

My gum and facial bone hurt like heck
I have an appointment to get it check
With a dentist in the morning
Much suffering has me mourning
Broken tooth deep in the gum has me vexed.

Taking pain meds for migraine
Releases me from incessant pain
Moving about my mouth and face
The infection continues the race
Back and forth in my nerve causing disdain.

august bern

Knees up
the door swung open
the trucks hauling logs
to the mills chase
traffic
the low highway
shifts crawling fast
from the release
of these lights

her fingers working
drawing a quick hand
down the face
the quick looks
shift shift
but she knows I tell
the knows
read the tells
and still
keep flicking the
sign
On and Off

I lean forward
turning the ring
over in my hands
like a coin
on the tips of
fingers like
a hurdle

Chimera Quash

she collaged us
our lives
our souls
half each other
neither left whole

blended integrities
derigueur
only plural pronouns
were preserved

a slow motion crafter
always conniving
I hardly noticed
what she'd been devising

old habits were scrubbed
friends, cold shoulder shooed
my toys disappeared
I could no longer wear blue

her purpose?
unknown!
but ..." FRANKENSTEIN!!!"...
finally died
when I
REFUSED
to wear her clothes

Echoes (Stan's Contest)

I lay awake a night of squalling rain
and list for that I heard once long ago,
of pipe and string that plied a mournful strain,
an Elfish song of sorrow, sage and slow.

‘Twas heard by me the first when but a child,
a song of ruthe amidst a nameless storm.
Though lyricless it spoke of faith defiled
and false respect that took a heinous form.

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