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Mother's Day Image Prompt Contest

Mother's Day Image Prompt Contest

Please read the following poems

And vote below.

Voting ends May 26th 2024

Mum... You and I

By: Rula

 

Together we witnessed time ebbs and tides:

we went through ups, we went through downs,

yet luckily we got each other's sides,

you and I, you and I.

 

Together, unwillingly, we grew old,

with devestating wrinkles, and white hair.

We both raised families, yet we're still bold

You and I, you and I.

 

Together we laughed, together we cried:

I uplifted your spirits, you got my tears wiped,

we stayed together, side by side,

You and, I you and I.

 

Together we lived for worse and better,

until Alzheimer's stole you, my bank of love,

although you promised to stay forever

You and I, you and I.

 

My Gold

By Mr joghe

 

In whom I spent my old days and nights,

Who rocked me in my cradle;

And fed my pretty mouth with a spoon,

Did weep while I should weep.

How much will I pay

For the pain you’ve taken for me?

 

Who worked that jumper to keep me warm;

Treated me with diffidence and respect,

Her healthy arms always be my stay,

And always admired my prudent face that filled with laughter.

How much will I pay

For the pains you’ve taken for me?

 

Who tired me with apology for being tiresome,

And asked twenty questions and never waited for an answer.

My timidity struck her at the first sight;

When she taught me to expect something extraordinary.

How much will I pay

For the pains you’ve taken for me?

 

I find such a pleasure

In obeying her commands,

That I take care to observe;

Shall soon come to bless me.

How much will I pay

For the pains you’ve taken for me?

 

I vow, I thought so;

Never, as among queens and princesses

In her age; to be explicit,

I’ve kept very little company

In pretty smooth dialogues with her.

How much will I pay

For the pains you’ve taken for me?

 

Vote Here

Thank you for your participation!

Neopoet Weekly 05/12/24 to 05/18/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

 


Mosquitos Suck!
  By William Lynn

 

Congratulations to William Lynn for racking up another contest win!

Neopoet Weekly 05/05/24 to 05/11/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

Ways of loving by  Terumi Sakurai

Let us congratulate Terumi Sakurai on their first win as a neopoet member.

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The stream (all workshops)

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SENRYU ( Japanese shop)

#1
Self professed genius
multiple advanced degrees
can't find car at Wal-mart
#2
Unsure why I take this action
or how to impliment
like the plan?
#3
Five trillion dollars more
unimaginable number
so much for "change"
#4
Tiny thong
bane of modesty
especially on him

CHANGES

CHANGES

These hands can’t be mine
twisted and weakened by time.
These fingers can’t belong to me
they don’t glide so easily
across the keys
and I don’t recognize
these eyes
dull and worn
once bluer than
a summer sky

who took away
the magic in my voice
the charm in my smile
the words that could beguile
through my poetry..

Where did I go.
Who am I now
How did I lose myself
in Time....
and who stole my soul....

Mon Frere Blasé (Spoken Word)

Mon Frere Blasé (Spoken Word) performed @Poetry Project (A performance piece

I thought you being gone for awhile
would be good
good to miss you
I thought you being gone from breadth
would be great
to adore you more

but found out I was missing you
things weren't quite right
missing you like a light
realized no sun in the sky;
couldn't see colors
and day
stayed night everlasting forever . . .

The Spectrum (rhyme crimes)

Opposite ends of the wheel
the distance far too great
you've lost your sense of feel
and for me it's way too late.

Workshop: 

War with Alcoholics or (The jokes on E)

One Drink to get the engine started
Two and I feel a rumbling starting
The Third and Fourth, There Lives within glass were rather short
As I looked at the fifth, I heard a voice insist "Slow down sport"

I must admit I've never been drunk so quick
Just before I rushed the next drink twards my lips
A fellow combatant hysterically admitted

A D J U N C T

Blue swell
I know you too well
wet me
these clouds sharp
torn at their peak

these winds stride
perilous tear break
the weight my heart
makes

light shivers
where you stand
a memory
delivered

THE SONG THAT STOPS YOU

THE SONG THAT STOPS YOU

The song that stops you in your tracks
when walking through a wood,
its mellow tones and striking shrieks,
its bubbling warbled notes,
arrest,

and standing still in awe,
we feel so blessed by nature's charms,
a calm still mirror,
like the lakes and hidden ponds,
pondering the beauty of the sound;

It dances round our senses
steals away all qualms,
and leaves one in a state of love,
caressed by dreamy thoughts,
as if we walk a painting of the world,
the whole,

Senyru Japanese Poetry Workshop

Senyru: #1
Dry eyes low vision 
Right eye twenty four-hundred
After glaucoma  

Senyru: #2
Sooo broken hearted
You walked away with my sun
Tears fall as raindrops 

Senyru: #3
It burns in my chest
Back tightens under pressure
Overcome by pain

curtain call

the theatre dual
company of mind in body
presents

between origin of
cradle
grave

act one
to experience

heart, art
and fair play
work excellence
love

lust
war, destruction
injustice, hunger
hate, fear

and faith
or lack thereof

free
will
be
no charge

note

critical analysis has been varied
dependent on seating position
.

The Queen (Rhyme Crimes Workshop #1)

The Queen between the shades of night
and walls of everlasting light
stands silent, as the teeming throng
of subjects good, one million strong

break into chorus, note by note,
of canticles they learned by rote;
they bless her reign with lifted cry
beneath her banner and the sky.

Workshop: 

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