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Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/14/24 to 04/20/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-20 14:53

This week the Neopoem is

 

Poetic Creations by Mark

 

Let us congratulate Mark on his latest contest win.

Neopoet Weekly Contest Winer 04/07/24 to 04/13/24

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-13 21:46

This week the Neopoem is

 

there you are by  leoferaco

 

Let us congratulate leoferaco on his latest achievement.

Neopoet Weekly 03/31/24 to 04/06/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-06 22:02

This week the Neopoem is

 

Enchantress.by Alex Tanner

 

Let us congratulate Alex Tanner on his latest achievement.

March 2024 Contest Winners!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sun, 2024-03-31 21:16

Congratulations to our contest Winners 

 

Mother Nature  contest  was won by Lavender with the poem To My Monarch and Her Milkweed

03/24 New Member Contest was won by lostLA with the poem insights of a orphan

03/24 I Was Bullied was won by Candlewitch with the poem Ramming Speed!

03/24: What My Best Friend Gave Me was won by  Mark with the poem What My Best Friend Gave Me

03/24 Looking At The Stars was won by Alaethia D with the poem Dear Heart, One More Time

03/24 My Favorite Pet was won by  Alex Tanner withy the poem My Pal Jet.

13 April Neopoet Weekly Contest Winer 04/07/24 to 04/13/24
6 April Neopoet Weekly 03/31/24 to 04/06/24 Winner!
31 March March 2024 Contest Winners!
31 March April 2024 Contests
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Skipping Stones

Submitted by captjack on Thu, 2014-02-20 18:16

A casual walk along a rivers edge abandoned,
as a youthful reflex action takes its hold.
The body by the consciousness of time is caught in
genuflection, with reaching arm and searching hand.
An aging mind admonishes this coaxing out of child,
and reproach retrieves the posture proper to the years.

untitled

Submitted by AnnaNJ on Thu, 2014-02-20 15:28

I love your lips
when they tip into a smile,
graze against mine,
let hot breath escape and leave trails
of shivers across my spine...
I love your teeth
when they scrape across my skin,
rake against my throat,
nibble at my ear...
I love your tongue
when it explores,
slides and curls and flutters
against my...
oh...

Thoughts From Arturius

Submitted by BettyBuff on Thu, 2014-02-20 15:26

Mad Monk Musings...

I am Arturius!
I come upon the English!
Leave these shores
to the wine-knights
and Danish whores!

I grab you Barbarians
and carve out
a Nation
from the ashes
left in burning piles
From vile
Romans

In my task
I rely on bards
to weave a story
true

Or my truth my version
lost in a
thousand years
of subversion

The 'Saxon Shore'
repels all comers
to no avail
they slink upon our
English edges

Best Speaks

Submitted by loved on Thu, 2014-02-20 08:04

The better have spoken
about the best
see how we catch up
reading others
so many now follow
my style of free
and
still freer verse

as now comments they also post
in poetic verse

if we all did not have our individuality
no Shakespeare would ever
have been born
and
as Ian calls me a bard
though a smaller one …
but still I am

Thank You

Submitted by alidzain on Thu, 2014-02-20 05:47

To all the people I've come to love

Heroes who keep me going all these years

Angels who shower me with hope and love

No words could express my gratitude, that's true

Kisses, hugs and prayers are all I have for you

 

You make me feel so blessed in this life

Only because I have you here, by my side

Until the day this life ends, my love for you never ends.......

j o u r / t r a g i c /

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2014-02-20 01:28

emollient
cool
a winter clad
on a screen
grown cruel

i remember
the times
our television
eyes

worn weary
with work
watched us sated
hungry
sedated

and beneath
a happy growth
the stars
burn their
twist
in the chill year
churn

this darkness
like a rumor heart
besets a world
with woes

and stirs
disturbs
the dreams
a shadow
chill
the light
diffuse

and i remember
feel the ruse

FLEEING TOWARD AN END

Submitted by scribbler on Thu, 2014-02-20 00:15

Once more my tires make gravel roar
in heated rush toward a retreat,
to some place I've not been before,
in advance of the spring's coming heat.

Too many days cooped in the house,
too many nights of T.V.s screen,
too many sharp looks from my spouse.
It's time that something fresh is seen.

After perusing a worn map
of places that I've been before
(nearly causing a mishap)
I toss map out of the door.

How Could She Know

Submitted by redbaronj on Wed, 2014-02-19 13:48

How Could She Know

How could she know
she was the chosen one?
Just a child, so fair.
Growing up in a world, unfair.

How could she know
that she would bear a King
to this world to repair?

How could she know
the pain she would endure
as she watched her Son
fulfill His mission here?

The Plan of Redemption
The Plan of Happiness
The Plan of Salvation
for only Him to prepare.

How could she know
she would become the mother
of a God, too young to care?

How could she know?

I Had a Little Help

Submitted by eightmenout on Wed, 2014-02-19 08:07

If I don't take them,
they will never let me leave.

These pills meant to raise
a magic wall around me
built on the strength of
1,000 milligrams.
A chemical fortress
that crumbles
with the breath of words
whispered from the eyes
that wept when the key
turned behind me.

in the shit

Submitted by Seren on Wed, 2014-02-19 08:04

Wading through
long blades,
tickling my palms
with their tips

stalks crack...
underfoot,
the smell of hay
permeates the air

black torments
dive bomb my face,
my hands become
windscreen wipers

far away machines
growl out the work,
as cows bellow
all the way to the bales

and then,
I was looking around
taking it all in,
until I felt a warm squish
yes it was cowshit...

I had to smile
I was home...

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