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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?

 

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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

 

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

This week the Neopoem is

Ways of loving by  Terumi Sakurai

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BULLET TRAIN

BULLET TRAIN

You’re a bullet train
cutting through
the morning mist
hurrying to go wherever
you don’t know..
hit one or two on the way.
they didn’t mean
nothin’anyway.
left them on the railroad track
blood all over the place
never looked back..

You’re a bullet train

great apes behind the prisons of our eyes

Cognitive dissonance,
now there's a word that
has no association by the
mind and its blind spot,
regardless of the facts
presented or if your
mileage may vary depending
on how well your vehicle is tuned
and how big the engine is.

LAST SCENE...LAST ACT

Let's go waltz on your grave, my beast
All through our steps, recalling
Those nights you spent with me

You played next to me on that common stage
You danced with me…then laughed with me
Soon you cried with me…then...
We drank poison together

Bitter-sweet poison together

Dying was inevitable with you, my dear beast

Well, the curtain has been lowered now

Let's step forward and proudly take a bow

Galaxy

From her balcony window she stares
Into a night sky filled of wishing stars
She refuses to give up on fairy tales

She turns to me, and asks can you read poetry
That would take one to a dreamer’s galaxy
My passion awoke as words danced on the page
She said read till my soul finds wings in your words

I kept reading for the girl infatuated with dreams
Her tears, moved mountains and her smile saved souls
In a whispering voice she said, oh can’t you see
How were flying on passion in a poet’s galaxy

Litter Strewn Upon the Lawn

Unfamiliar spectrum analysis
of prism-ed logic spray,
dark realities
bring me to my knees,
threatening to steal the sun away.

Irregular, refractive hotspots
bring about the rain,
shadows attack
the weapons rack,
and take turns inflicting pain.

A broken resolution
leads me to the garden gate;
withered moments fade
in the quiet shade,
poking strobe-like holes in fate.

Echo's Litany

Echo's realm is your sub conscience mind
Weaving words for you to find
A continuous litany,like a Mobius Strip
Sleep is the trigger that will trip

Born on the ash of a lost ember
In fitful dream
To be remembered
the laughter

Echo etches images
upon corridor walls
there in your memory
to be recalled
the words

Echo hums a familiar song
You've not heard it for so long
soft,softer
echo,echo gone

A R R I V A L

spring arrives
deadbolt eyes
the rusting room
in echo halls

the stray light wanders
in loves squander
caressing the forgotten
dirty locks

New Morning

Today is the first day,
I will begin here,
Not sparing on supplies,
But today I will embark.

Life begins every day,
Life ends every night,
But as long as someones at my side,
I know it will be okay.

Through it all,
No matter what happened,
They would come back,
Our of love,
Or regret,
That one always came back.

For today is the first day of my life,
I was born when I opened my eyes,
Gazing into yours so sweet,
I know those eyes will always be staring back.

Memoirs

Memoirs

Appreciation comes so voluntarily
it smartens my heart
and
memories.
mundane ,horrific and wonderful
as you say,
let our lovely memories
as fresh as ever stay
for the remembrance of the past
does not ever evanesce
but does last
till memory is watered
and
twill you amaze
I can recall my very first birthday.
don't laugh,
memories will never vanish
they always will stay
until life itself
fades away'.

STEPPING INTO THE SKY

Two parts from the same inspiration

Stepping into the sky

Three days ago
Three clouds made stepping stones
into the sea of the sky, like lace beside me
flowing in a dance of soft warm downies buffeting my face
and through them I was cleansed and filled with grace
as suspended on the surface so divinely blue
I tried to grasp at handfulls of the hue
its tangible silky trace of moving particles a dew in air

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