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Neopoet Weekly 06/09/24 to 06/15/24 Winner!

 

This week’s winner is Lavender with the following poem

 

Winning Poem

Magic

Submitted by Lavender

A falling star settled on my rose,
a diamond dipped in velvet clothes.
I dared not touch the pure gift
sent from heaven, so swift,
but let it rest there
in such sweet air
and comply
to my
wish.

 

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Summer Image Prompt Contest Vote

Please read the following poems

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Voting ends June 19th 2024

 

 

 

Abandoned

By:  Mary Beth Magee

 

She bobbed there in the gentle swell,
The little boat I knew so well.
The sail wrapped tight along the boom
Gave me a feeling of dark doom.
I saw no anchor chain hung down
To stop her, lest she run aground.
No one sat in her empty bow.
No hand controlled her keel just now.
A gentle breeze set her to rock.
How did she get loose from the dock?
As the breeze caused her to turn,
I spotted paint along her stern.
Rough letters where my name had been -
The words now looked like "Mortal Sin."
What had he done in dark of night?
Was he convicted by dawn's light?
Then in the reeds beside the dock…
What I saw gave me quite a shock.
A body, face down, on the lake,
Could it be him, for heaven's sake?
Please, no, I prayed and backed away.
What pushed him so, I cannot say.
I didn't dream that he would dare.
I only know I lost him there.

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Summer Image Prompt Challenge-Sailing

By: Hon

 

In the sailing wind blow
pacing along with the flow
feeling at ease and contented
under the vast blue sky
the spray of the fresh air
embarking on a new journey
traveling miles far apart
carrying with a curious mind
awaiting for a new opportunity
embracing with a sense of hope
bringing with an emotional ride
through many different stages
at the endless spending time
finding own destination
with each tale of the story
comes with lessons
instilled with the thought
life is a learning experience
that takes where it goes
a place that holds special
to the heart that embraces
like home

 

 

 

 

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Neopoet Weelky 06/02/24 to 06/08/24 Winner!

 

This week’s contest winner is hippiemoon with following poem:

Archeology

By: hippiemoon

Years from now,
We will be dead and buried.
Your laugh nothing more than
A whisper in the wind,
A breeze carrying off dandelion wishes.

Our headstones will rest together,
Aging together, as we did in life.
Tears from our loved ones will mix with rain
And our memory will fade with the engravings.

And years from now,
We’re forgotten by everyone but the Earth.
They will dig our bodies up
And find our bones entwined in each other’s arms.

 

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Congratulations to Shelby Pryor for winning this week’s contest

 

Something New

Rain rushes from the skies
Mixing with a single tear
The wind cuts through
Like every doubt, every fear

Lightning shatters my peace
Like the pieces of my mind
A distant thunderclap mocks
Of the girl I was and left behind

A tornado rages in my head
Demolishing my peace and joy
I plaster on a smile for you,
But it's just a tactic I employ

The fear paralyzes my heart
Yet I'm so tired of being afraid
It is time to get up and fight
Before my resolve starts to fade

My fingers curl around my sword
I lift it high, I've got my armor on
I bring it down with all my strength
Until the shattered pieces are gone

There is no fixing the girl I was
No use in buying time with glue
The only solution is to shatter her
And forge with fire Something New

 

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C H A R N E L > C H A R M E U S E

rush to me
livid thorn
your delicate kiss
shall lace
the bitter warmth
the icy blessing
bestowed

glisten like night
tears the hearty stars
weeping

sweet is the fortitude
of revenge
and scorn

Love will be mine

the last drop

as i sip the vile vial
colours contour my perspective; only just for a while,
so i drink the potion
derived from elements of a dream in motion,
and watch stars fall into the ocean
to admire their brilliant glow,
coming from the deep below

Their Nape

Never trust strangers
And
never believe a word,
Of what those who
Can’t look into your eyes say.

Showing ones rear,
Is a facet of indignation.
To the machinations of such folks,
Never fall prey.
This Loved doth say

Love Is Like A Butterfly

Love is like a butterfly:
small, frail and fleeting.
Hard to catch
but tell me why
we still can share this feeling?
Pray, my darling, tell me why
this moment is not fleeting?

Love is like a butterfly:
daint, dear and dancing.
Tough to tame
but tell me why
your name gets my heart ringing?
Pray, my lady, tell me why
I hear the lovebirds singing?

How

How can you start a fire
Without a little flame?
How can a storm begin
Without a drop of rain?

How can you grow a tree
Before you plant a seed?
How can there be life
If a heart doesn’t start to beat?

How can birds be soaring
If there’s no wings to fly?
How can it be day
When there’s no sun up in the sky?

Some things belong together.
No one can take them apart.
So how can I be happy
If I haven’t got your heart?

deception

as briny billows gently float the foam
above Poseidon's realm they dart and dare
like horses, wild and white, they seem to roam
and gambol oh so buoyantly just there

seafarers settle in complacency
fair sails has always been the passage here
and what has been, no doubt will ever be
there's absolutely nothing now to fear

but this time storm clouds gather, don't disperse
the ocean howls with rampant rage filled waves
as tridents carry, on the tide, a curse
that ferries unprepared to darker graves

Life's latter lessons

Drunk on the possibility of love and truth and passion
I handed him the last years of my youth and vigour
And starved my heart and soul on the empty calories of hope,
and crumbs of wishful propositions
which he sucked the life from as he turned to leave for any stray distraction
Yet I am blessed for his deception
The leaving and the liberation crown the angel of redemption
My silent shame and torture ended
And his ignorance and rigid gap removed
My freedom stole in quietly to claim me

Into Tomorrow

Carry me brother hawk
away from all I know
so I may move and breathe
and take my daily rest
my bodies worn, my mind is tired
my spirit runs on thought
it seems my dreams are out of reach

Talk to me sister owl
tell me it's alright
to sit still and find myself
to let myself be lost
knowing that you're here with me
my longing heart still echoes

Patches

Patches

Patches in the sky blood stained by the sun
As duskiness falls over dillion park
Children playing, walkers holding their own pace
Base ballers play catch on either side of me
Oh, how I miss those days being invited to come out

Patches in the sky slowly traverse overhead
As it gets duskier by the minute and temperatures drop below fifties
Children chase after puppy dogs as the patches once blood stained now darker

391 Dreams, Precarious In The Night

Dreams, precarious in the night
Flashbacks of never a time
And the memory breaths,
A touch to liquefy bone
As fear takes residence within the mind
Pleasantry is frightened by the night
The darkness penetrates the iris
Blinding only the eyes
While the mind dissipates from reason
The wakening within the dream
Mutes even the blistering silence
What the mind depicts
Causes the stomach to writhe
The tightening tendrils force the eyes to open
And morning echoes the sin
~
By: Darren J McMurray

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