The Winner of the Peace Versus War is Lavender with the following poem
To Those Who Walked, Peace Versus War
I hope you have a quiet day,
a kissing breeze,
sweet hours at ease
planting flowers, if you please,
and nothing there to rip it all away.
I hope you have that day.
I pray you have a gentle night,
under stars so deep
they soothe and keep
your soft breath flowing as you sleep
beneath the crescent moon and her earthlight.
I pray you have that night.
And may your memories be amended
to blissful skies and green earth, so splendid
that they embrace you when you close your eyes.
May this be the rich life you come to realize.
To those who walked through the blood of yesternight,
I hope for you this day. I pray for you this night.
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The Winner of the 08/24 Too Good to be True is Punkyfrewster with the following poem
Too Good to be True
In my mind, it was bliss
day in and day out
until the day it ended.
In the rearview mirror,
I saw signs:
far-off gazes to nowhere
as we ate dinner
and stalled conversations
about your day.
All the bliss aside,
our love was just
too good to be true.
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The Winner of the 08/24 I Lost The Instructions is Candlewitch with the following poem
I Lost The Instructions (to being a woman)
I Lost The Instructions
(to being a woman)
You beat "Her" out of me
leaving my soul tattered.
In the beginning you were kind
warm and jovial, it mattered.
Gradually you began to change
taking me away from all I knew,
from Minnesota to the east coast
an easy ride we drove straight through.
I discovered your evil temper
on our trip, it left me in fear,
knocking me down, kicking me
you bellowed, shouting, making it clear.
You were the boss, and me your slave
seeing the cruel glint in your eye
was an omen of what was soon to come
you would test me in ways to make me cry...
Each new day was a promise of terror
you invented head-games to play.
In fear, I trembled trying to hide
tried not to anticipate the rue of the day.
nights were bad too, I cowered under covers
You brutalized me sexually to hear me scream
threatening to blow my head off my shoulders
losing connection with my idea of a woman's dream!
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The Winner of the 08/24 Broken Air Condition is Kristen H. with the following poem
Broken Air Condition
We never had much more than each other
in the summer of 2016
Adventures on Saturday nights
Two wheels
Two helmets
Two hearts
Lazy Sunday mornings
Two cups of coffee
Two cigarettes burned
Two hands together
There wasn’t much to it
Just you and I,
and our broken air conditioner
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The Winner of the 08/24 Beach Day is paleoray with the following poem
Shore Watch
Splashing, crashing sound the waves
On the surf and then retrieve;
As the foam spreads on the sand,
While the pipers dash and weave.
High above the seagulls glide,
Circling 'round a sea of teal;
Others swooping close to pier,
Looking for an easy meal.
In the distance dolphins dive,
With their synchronizing breaks;
Dorsal fins shine at each peak,
Then they submerge in their wakes.
Sand crabs scurry back and forth,
Seeking food along the shore;
After catching fish with claws,
Quick they vanish as they bore.
Soon the sun sets in the west,
As the moon brings mirrored light;
Ocean tides smooth out the sand,
While the waves gleam through the night.
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The Winner of the Neopoet Weekly 08/25/24 to 08/31/24 is Twizzle48 with the following poem
WINTER COMETH
Do you hear winter, I hear it coming
That distant growl, there in the wind
Stronger now, than an autumn breeze
With the merest hint of an early freeze
And with no sweet taste like tamarind
But a biting cold that can be numbing
For some, it is a season for celebration
But its hidden scowl suggests otherwise
Hearing threats under its frozen breath
Of ice and snow, laying so still in death
Pretty snowflakes offering cute disguise
As so much of Nature is in hibernation
At least this is true in Northern climes
Just bleak with not much give and take
And still, some try to understand why
As the end of the calendar year is nigh
But there is hope following in its wake
Anticipating the Spring’s warmer times
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