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AC Election: Announcement (January 2020)

Our election begins today, with the following individuals on the ballot:

Roscoe Lane
scribbler
Miranda Ortiz
Edna Sweetlove
Shanmugam
Alan S Jeeves
c lynn brooks

The election will continue until Saturday, February 1st (5 pm Eastern Time).

You may view the voting guide (and candidates may update their responses) here: https://www.neopoet.com/community/vote/guide

Ballot: https://www.neopoet.com/community/form/3042

Chat is back and it's only gotten better! If you are free this Saturday at 9 PM eastern time come join our host in a night that will keep you, entertained and will expose that dark side of you, you never wanted to show. Join in on a night to remember bring your dark side and let''s celebrate chat's return.

https://www.neopoet.com/live

January Contest Announcement!

Open to all members
Start/end date: Wednesday, January 1, 2020 to Tuesday, January 28, 2020
Objectives:
Welcoming in the new year or ushering out the old

Contest description:
Since it is a new year let's write about either the beginning of the new year or the end of the old. Must be in quatrains but doesn't have any other restriction other than length. Please keep poem under 9 quatrains

December 2019 Contest Result

Congratulations to the winner: Geezer
Please visit the winning poem here:
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/poems/what-trip-december-contest

Thank you to all participants for entering this past contest and all contests.

Announcement

The Neopoet Administrative Council and Trustees announces the formation of the Cabinet. This body will work closely with the AC and the Trustees. The AC will continue focusing on policy, on approving new Advocates, and managing disputes between members, and will continue to have final authority in those areas, even in the event a dispute involves a Cabinet member. The Cabinet will be focused on day-day management of volunteer positions, such as the Guides and Workshop programs, on managing our social media program, and when relaunched, on our chat program.

It is with great pleasure to announce that the following individuals have been chosen to represent Neopoet in the Cabinet:

Jonathon (pugilist) as the chair of the Cabinet
Paul as co-chair of the Cabinet
Mark as secretary to the Cabinet
Jess (weirdelf) as our Workshop Coordinator
Guy (Geezer) as our Community Outreach Director
Tonya as our Social Media Expert

Please help us in congratulating these individuals who represent the ideals, values, and strengths that we believe will move Neopoet into the future.

Open Nomination Period

The open nomination period for the next Administrative Council is underway:

Nominate yourself or any other member for the AC at: https://www.neopoet.com/community/vote/nominate

Nominations are accepted until midnight Eastern Time, Friday, December 27th.

We expect the election will follow shortly after the close of the nomination period.

The stream (all workshops)

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

 

2020

here we are in twenty twenty
we've increasing influenza
some no cash, too many plenty
we just call that affluenza

we look to each coming season
as we wait for spring this winter
on the earth committing treason
will more polar ice caps splinter

now with earth's ice caps set on melt
we could with buckets big enough
drop water on the flaming belt
surrounding earth - gee things are tough

I ain't no Martin Sinatra!

I'd love a smoking jacket
Quilted blue and gold;
A plush black velvet collar
Outstanding, rich and bold.
I'd wear it proudly every day
Like 'fifties' movie pics,
I'd wear it all the while as like
Sinatra in the flicks.

I'd love a glass of bourbon
Like Dino in his songs;
I'd always have it next to me
Right there where it belongs.
I'd often take a sip from it
To help me slur my speech;
I'd keep it, always, close to hand ~
Seldom out of reach.

A Life On The Ocean Wave

A life on the ocean wave, ho!
In the olden days of sail
When England's ships were proud and brave
And their crews were very male.

The Captain stood upon his bridge
Looking smart and flash;
But below the decks, the orders were
Rum and bum and the lash.

The bosun went to the main gunroom,
Dick Deadeye at the ready;
Initiation time had come
For little midshipman Freddy.

Forget Me

Why, just why
do you always forget me
You think you're so sly
leaving me feeling like a tiny flea

Supposedly the one you loved
but it's always a fight
How I hate to be shoved
Oh, what a plight

Why can't we just say a final good bye?
You've forgotten me
I gotta learn to just fly
Why can't I simply just be

Always poor you
missing out on what could've been
Feeling much like a worn shoe
and a thinker among many men

orphan train

who will help the children
aboard the orphan train
some of them may never
see their siblings again

who will help the children
to start their life anew
who will show compassion
for the unadopted few

who will help the children
once aboard the orphan train
to find the ones who loved them
and help alleviate their pain

Faith Elizabeth Brigham

Solo Sailor

Hello sailor solo still
I am forever in search
of those who wish to
be remembered
when we want to

many then run away and say
I’d not meant it that way

so be gone like a summer's eve
many who love me
the way I do
only need remember me
how passionate
I still can be

just don't forget it
that's what I'd meant
when I said remember me

Well friend now do you see
what I'd meant it to be

a solo sailor still
is what even now I be

JUNGLE ZONE

Unity and Harmony
I've been breathing in cold like ice
Hoping to meet with the nature
Being without a dispute and torture
While the striving race speeds up
But in this zone where I find myself
Limping around the honey well
Longing to have a taste
But none has ever wet even the ground

Monday 1st January, 20000 BC

Started work today
The oceans were quite hard graft
Went for a nice swim
_____

Tuesday 2nd January, 20000 BC

I invented fish
No fire yet so ate them raw
Got a tummy ache
_____

Wednesday 3rd January, 20000 BC

Dry land was harder
But I managed it OK
Ate another fish
_____

Thursday 4th January, 20000 BC

Lots of fun with fire
Managed to fry a haddock
Burned fingers badly
_____

Friday 5th January, 20000 BC

rhyme me a nickel (rhyme me a dime)

rhyme me a nickel
or rhyme me a dime
I'm so happy that
you're mine
see me climb
a mountain high
shout I love you
far and wide

rhyme me a nickel
or rhyme me a dime
I'm so happy
I could cry
I love you
both heart and mind
I pray you never
say goodbye

Is this all a Game

What if this is all fake,
all a game being played,
every decision made,
using a game plan,
every twinkle in your eye a facade,
every kiss the same as every other,
every unread message,
the result of lost interest,
I ask is this all real,
will the feelings prevail,
what if this is all the same,
all a game still being played,
soon you will realise games can only be played for so long

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