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  My Heart, My Heaven by Izzi Reinier

 

Let us congratulate Izzi Reinier on another contest win as a neopoet member.

April 2024 Contest Winners

Congratulations to our April 2024 contest winners!

Spring Fling  was won by Carrie with the poem Spring Fling

04/24 I Was An April Fool was won by Geezer with the poem Fooled Again...

04/24 Waiting In Line was won by  Mary Beth Magee  with the poem The Last Time

04/24 Are We There Yet?  Was won by Rula with the poem We're Almost There For It

04/24 My Favorite Cookie was won by Leslie with the poem After school treat!

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Backwards

By: Carrie

G
All the things that I wanna write
C
Have been written
G
All the songs that I wanna sing
D
Have been sung,
G
All the things that I wanna say
C
Have been said before
D A Em G
All the things that I wanna do have been done.

G
I wanna fly a kite
A
At night instead of day,
C
I wanna drive a big old truck
D
The opposite way
G
I wanna laugh when I’m sad,
C
And cry when I’m happy and gay
D A
I wanna do what no one’s done
G
Any other day.

G
I wanna wear all my clothes
A
Wear em all inside out,

C
I wanna be real quiet,
D
When everybody else wants to shout
G
I wanna see the stars
C
When everybody else sees the sun
D
I want my day to end
C G
When everybody else’s has begun.

C D
Wouldn’t it be weird, wouldn’t it be funny and strange
A
If everyone thought like this,
G
Slightly deranged.

 

 

Lost Love

By: Alex Tanner

Should I recall those blissful times
When we like climbing flowers entwined;
Our blossoms scented evenings air
As Love and Lust forsook our cares.

Your laugh was soft and gentle,
A butterflies wings in spring,
Dancing on the sunbeams
Enough to make me sing.

Eyes so bright they sparkled
Diamonds on moonlit snow;
Flashing hither and thither
To make my pulse race so.

We held each other gentle
Yet tight so not to break,
Though deep, our love could never last,
Different paths our lives would take.

For fleeting months we tarried,
Each time we met we knew
This may be the last time
For lovers hours are few.

If I love ten thousand women
Tis you I will recall;
You gave yourself so willing,
For your passion I did fall.

On black nights as the wind howls,
As I lie in a bed so cold,
Your soft voice echoes 'cross the years
To warm my lonely soul.

                                                                                                                                         

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I Dare

I dare to tread
Where even angels
If any do dread,

Many works of creativity
I have read
And
Many poets
to victory lead,

I always endeavour
To help all those
Who for me care
As you do
And
Now my poetry share.

Memorabilia

Your hands rough but tender
explore the spaces in between
alternate numbers,
you know, those memories of your
fingertips we never speak of,
breath is a divine instrument of torture
sometimes when it leaves you all alone,
I have loved often and many before,
but I could not have loved you more,
had I loved you any less
Gabriel's oboe summons us from our
missionary position, Adam and Eve
did not make love
did not know how to make war
behind closed doors
with memories of other lovers

Supplement

Supplement

You are the percipient of I
understanding
all things relevant
in my
leanings
towards all
meaning

Retribution

It’s the wife; we’ve not spoken for ages
For a while now she’s not moved her lips
But her diet it seems to be working
You can tell by the size of her hips
Ask, if you can, what’s upset her
Was it something I did or forgot?
She sits there and stares at the ceiling
And she hasn’t been eating a lot
See if she wants to go shopping
The food I’ve been eating is junk
Tell her she needs a good shower
She’s beginning to smell like a skunk
Find out where all my clean socks are
I haven’t changed these for a while

T I N H I V E

the rumble
lies within
the quiet sits outside
with mind between its claws

filled with jar gleamings

while the skull shells
sift their meaning
dark and sallow

your soul lays against
my parchment
thick raised
ink
fingerprint articulation
breathed in whispers
thick with want
like a shore wave
falling in the crescent coast

how I loved you the most

Worthy World...

Truth is now lost,
in this earthly world,
love now a ghost,
torturing souls with its meaningless words...

Turning their selfish motives real,
people play with tender hearts,
sensitivity of emotions they steal,
without caring how much it hurts...

Considering unspoken words and patience,
as an advantage to fool someone...
People forget they are also humans,
but with extremely foolish minds,
having thought good for no one...

A Woman's Face Wears Many Masks

a woman's face wears many masks
her precious secrets to conceal
so a man may sit and ponder
if what he sees is truly real

he's a very clear-headed man
who takes his time and sets his goal
he's sure to see the masks diverge
as he taps on the door to her soul

Kind of Lingers

The feeling

kind of lingers
kinda lingers
kindalingus

oh yes that feeling

cindalingas
cinallingas
cunnilingus

oh yes!

The eyes of God cast no shadows

i.

And I have decompressed time into the face
of my Beloved.

Solemnly.
Delightfully.
Righteously,
I compress the sighs of my life
into breath, one after the other,
for the fruit falls not far from the tree
and its branches sing praise to the sky.

Smoke inside a bubble is still smoke, our shadows
rise above.

ii.

Seeking (adult content)

Tongue traveling down your spine
Searching for the source
Mouths moist with pleasure
seeking one another

Suction 
Finger tips explore
Regions of privacy
Previously unknown 

Stroking 
Slipping in between
Salty fresh thighs
Making a connection

Two entities melding
Sensation untamed 
Lifting off into orbit
Explosive reaction

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