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

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-06-15 16:12

 

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

Submitted by neopoet contests on Wed, 2024-06-12 23:01

Please read the following poems

And vote below.

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!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-06-08 22:23

 

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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Neopoet Weekly 05/26/24 to 06/01/24 Contest Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-06-01 22:22

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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For My Walking Space Heater/Teddy Bear/Sun ♥

Submitted by emogothgirl on Sat, 2012-03-03 20:03

pretty as the moonlight,
she gave me saturn's rings,
she shines just like the stars at night,
and other shiny things.

a roller coaster's waiting
and the floor's covered in sand,
somehow she finds meaning
in what noone can understand.

i think we might be crazy,
it must be both, you see,
because you MUST be crazy
if you can put up with me!

a little bit of nonsense
and a magic mustard seed,
throw in a few rainbows
and that is all i need.

That be the Cool

Submitted by Lepadah on Sat, 2012-03-03 19:05

Suspend one from the highest point of Kilima
vine down into it's rich soil
righteously rooted is the jazz and jinn that possesses em
one to search the ends of creation
just to hear how sweet it is . . .
to lend ones ear to perfection
the thick rods of bamboo flip to a hit
fresh skins over the magnificence of the Conga drums
slap, slap . . . open tone, tone
stellar horns of elephants tusks
blowing to the rumbling beat
of running buffalo feet
sweeping rites off victoria falls

A light history in meandering

Submitted by Cloudthings on Sat, 2012-03-03 17:24

If I walk slowly now, they catch up with me
I squirm and face the horizon
Trying to avoid
The mildew and mould of the ancient thing
Any whiff of it, a vague and present torture in slow motion

brilliant flames

Submitted by Starlight on Sat, 2012-03-03 16:48

all you've got
is what burns you
alive making .......................................................life
a blur as it goes up in smoke.
the flames wrap around the stars
your breathing .................................................feeds
the luminious
glow....................................................................a
rhythm of your beating
heart keeps the sparks .................................dancing.
eyes have never seen
such a ...............................................................fire.

Dancers

Submitted by Candlewitch on Sat, 2012-03-03 15:56

Dancers

The Ana (Creation Story) part four

Submitted by wesley snow on Sat, 2012-03-03 15:38

Didêram

It has been told that when The Host
began the task before it set,
it was Samwiel, of all foremost,
who fain aspired to beget
the shape of things to come and order all. 5

The tribulations they endured
o’er eons would exact their toll.
Dissension left at last uncured,
The Angels each regret the whole,
but vigorous were they until The Fall. 10

scribbler in the dirt

Submitted by Orphani on Sat, 2012-03-03 13:17

slim is the gesture of the night
certain atoms are always calling
scarce in their twinkle of time
I am caught in the distance between them
looking up, my feet are not bare enough
to hold me to the sky
so narrow are the walled alleyways between sight
and soul, the drift of the lights windows
against the shutters of the heart
leaving my love to scribble in the dirt
looking up... as always ...too far away

vortex

Submitted by Kailashana2 on Sat, 2012-03-03 11:27

The wind in March does not
dive into melancholy with
February's prisoners chained
to a grey sky
it does not roar with gaping mouth
nor bleeds into rust and decay
choiceless
in my love for you
I am surrendered
I howl
I am uplifted
I rise
with this peculiarity of you.

Worlds appear and disappear
in our sexual embrace.
We linger here, fully realized.

In the Pencilled Inn

Submitted by Roscoe Lane on Sat, 2012-03-03 06:06

In the Pencilled Inn…

The pen lies between a scribbled age,
beatles throw scorn at birds in a cage.
My thoughts have gone south with rage,
don’t read what is on the page’s page.

Create a lust even though it’s false,
race your hot blood through each pulse.
Stand up and speak for someone else,
even to berate them with themselves.

Can’t always fulfil wishes of m pirates house,
unfortunate our Mr Fox was a royal louse.
That Ben’s clock never met a giant mouse,
did we his flame as well his anger douse.

Saudades

Submitted by Geremia on Sat, 2012-03-03 00:36

SAUDADES

Namorados amam

até não amam mais

nada que esiste

esiste para sempre

e o presente pôe-se passado

E os que dizem “eternidade”

Falam só “saudade”

PHONETIC

nahmoor-AD-oosh uh-mã [squeeze nostrils when you see this sign ~] auh AS IN “UH, I SEE]

Ah-tey nõw uh-mã m-eye-sh

Nuhduh ezeesh-tchee p-uh-ruh s~empree

Oo pray-z~ntchee p~oy-see puh-sah-doo

ee uzh kee dzeez~e ey-ternee-dad -gee

Fal~a soh sa-oo-dad-gee

ENGLISH

LONGINGS

Lovers love

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