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May 2021 Contest Announcement!

This month show the alter ego you always dreamt of. All entries must be 12 to 32 lines and written in any style. Good luck to all that participate in this contest
For those needing a definition of alter ego please visit:

https://www.onelook.com/?w=alter%20ego&ls=a&fbclid=IwAR247775YeNi7vu52Yx...

To see the parameters please visit:
https://www.neopoet.com/contest/write-poem-alter-ego

April 2021 Poetry Contest Winner!

Congratulations to Viviana Smith
For winning the April 2021 Neopoet poetry Contest.
Please view the winning poem at

https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/poems/one-lovely-day

Neopoet Random Challenge 3

Neopoet.com wants to challenge you to write poetry about random subjects that are provided

Objectives: If you so accept this challenge, all you have to do is write a poem about the topic presented below. Use chosen topic from below as a title. Please make sure your poems are between 12 to 32 lines
This month's topics.

Recent news story
Mission impossible
Sensational
A children’s poem

Whatever topic speaks to you please use as your title and select challenge from above under the contest drop down menu on submit a poem

You can challenge yourself or challenge a friend!
For those with premium accounts you can do a cowrite with another premium member.

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Neopoet Random Challenge 2

Neopoet.com wants to challenge you to write poetry about random subjects that are provided

Objectives: If you so accept this challenge, all you have to do is write a poem about the topic presented.
This week's topics
1)When I am old
2)I will show you
3)My Love affair with junk food
4)Next time I take a taxi

Whatever topic speaks to you please use as your title and select challenge under the contest drop down menu on submit a poem

April 2021 Contest Announcement

This month let your nose do the writing. Our contest this month asks what that smell reminds you of. This sounds like a lot of fun so lets see what your creativity come up with.

https://www.neopoet.com/contest/what-does-smell

The stream (all workshops)

This is the stream - you can see all poems on Neopoet, live, as they are created.

 

shattered fragments

i seem to not sleep much anymore
the precious flame in me you'd feed,
now feeds off the sleepless nights we'd share together

the songs our minds tuned in sync with,
the laughter our voices shared across the world we created,
the love beating from my troubled heart,
the love i couldn't feel beat from yours

now you're a shattered fragment
a fragment i can no longer feel.
the fragments of my past come to strike me yet,
you're the brightest piece aiming towards my heart.

December

DECEMBER

In a hushed lament, in December I go
Beneath bare boughs in the wild air
Which swirls in torrents, everywhere,
As I wander like a wayward leaf in the snow.

Meanwhile the wind weeps dolefully
In the languid dusk of the winter chill
Forming ivory wreaths on the pearl white hill
Carrying your name - to torture me.

John Lars Zwerenz

You and Us

You throw me words like bullets, I try to deflect.
We speak the same language but with different dialects.
If I were a list, then all the boxes go unchecked.
You treat me like an object, like I'm something to collect.
Our interactions like oceans and I am here shipwrecked.
You say I shouldn't love you I say that's incorrect
You say I shouldn't love you and you start to disconnect
I know that we are bound to break, it's hard to accept
You choose not to remember and I choose not to forget.

Promises

Promises

Hello Chicago

You are resident of Illinois
I visited Chicago many times
now Covid bars me

I love the lake and the beach
How I wish we had met then
life is like a flowing river
some swim along
others across
few swim against the current
but I can't swim

they put me on a boat
and with a pump skin bellow
which would float
if i am about to sink

no I can't drown
I am like the rock of Gibraltar
as heavy
believe me

the mind of peace

The things that comes to mind for the things I have to find blind, the odds against a dream that seems to be deemed a mind of greatness a savvy way of living for what god is giving. The mind over matter as life chatters across the land of life, to live for love far above a broken heart to find love in the dark to live is an art form to weather the storm to live in the norm a formality of a personality to walk casually among life itself, to be happy for good health, the stealth of highlands to take a quick glance of life to live through time.

HER MAJESTY

HER MAJESTY

me ventured out beneath teh pale
Oceanic sky in teh summery heat;
My thoughts were of my lover, soft, discreet,
When me found her dreaming on a rosy dale.

Her eyes were dark and of ancient folk lore;
They shimmered like diamonds in the gilded lights,
And beamed like streams from angelic nights,
From dat lovely Carolingian gaze she bore.

John Lars Zwerenz

What we call government

Bunch of old fools,
Dining on dreams to come
You see.

Is this government?
Union of pregnant men,
Old fools, this country's hope they've swallowed.

We would have been better than this
If not that you don't want to die,
Me either.

No light, No job, No food
A government of Agbada and Dansiki, mchew, hunchback government.

Under trees for education
Potholes you call roads
Death traps for medicals.

No More Poems

I stand tall
with you all
now exhausted
by age

may not post anymore poetry
but shall read the ones
who wish me

It is a long way to wilderness
to eternity
when I will be bound on that plane
no one can say

But till then a faithful NEO
I will stay
till forgotten
as comes long a newer
younger generation
My love to the bearers of the future
of renowned poets to be Neo's creation

Disregarded (edited)

Disregarded

it feels like crap
to be ignored,
on this I stress
yes, underscored.

standing here
right before you
naked in the light
what more can I do

to make you hear me
make you see...
how much more obvious
than this can I be?

I write my heart out
trying to share
but how can it be
when you're elswhere?

to be overlooked
and pushed aside
damages psyche
and wounds one's pride.

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