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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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 Whistle Stop Grove by Izzi Reinier

 

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A Wedding Poem

A Wedding Poem

It took us both a lifetime,

This is in order to arrive at this present time...
Slowly, we both walked down that long awaited isle,
Now it's hand in hand together...
For when I look into your beautiful eyes,

Suddenly, then I see my future...

A future that's filled with both blessing and promise,
With this one solemn vow that we both had taken together...
Along with a lifetime that's filled,
With melodic happy endeavor's...

Taken For Granted

Taken For Granted

When we take things for granted
We can’t help but miss out
Like the leaves changing color
When did that come about?

I swear yesterday
They all were still green
But in today’s sunlight
'Twas a magical scene

Technology too
Is playing a role
With communication
Now paying the toll

As for friends, we don’t talk
We’ll text them instead
Then presume that they know
The thoughts in our head

To Capitalize or Not

To capitalize or not to capitalize
That is the question?
And this is my answer

Capitalizing the first letter of
Each beginning word in a line
Of poetry,  came first
It is traditional, been around
Since the beginning of poetry

But nothing stays the same
Not even poetry
And why should it?

And one day a young poet
Decided he didn't want
To capitalize,  so he didn't

FELLINI DREAMS

FELLINI DREAMS
I slumber
into a sleep
deep foreboding, and am pulled
into places
familiar and strange
– a Fellini world
of dark and darker.
my mind reels
in the surreal
as dream begins
to break
into a fractured reflection
of the self.…

I Trusted You

I hear the floor creek
Closer and closer toward my bedroom door
I try to stay quiet hiding under the covers
Though I know he will find me

I hope he doesn't hear my heartbeat
Or hear me praying God will protect me tonight
But as I do I start to cry because I know
Tonight's one of those nights
When GOD just doesn't HEAR ME

BALSAM BREEZE

notions know
rain fresh cloud kissed
am glow drips
fm hiss from flat phone
tangled sheets
rampant dreams
stirring moans
and icy window
breath on nape
an toes

so the story goes

room of tombs
lit hallways with
dizzying dirty
carpet
numerical door
mystery
ember red EXIT
signs glow

Complex Persecution:

Insecurity
Imperiling sovereignty
With impunity

A Radiant Beach

A Radiant Beach

The ocean has a way to soothe the average beast
Hidden folly promoted with basking red hot tans/
There is a promise that was made in the dark that now has come into the light
A crystal clear rainbow that sparkles through the land/
Promises that were made in the dark have now come into the light
The gravitational pull will bring some down...,
Through the surface of the wet exterior the decor will bleed
One can see the forest from the tree's
The locusts from the actual honey bees/

What is Normal

What is normal?
Is there such a thing?
What is normal for you
Is not normal for me

I lost my sense of balance
There is nothing good
Nor evil nor eternal
Although I fumble for it

It's twinkling miserably
It's beautiful, isn't it?
That's why I live in a fantasy
Even though it's real life
I see what I want to see

intimacy

intimacy

We rose up slowly
As if
We didn´t belong to the outside world
Any more
like swimmers in the shadowy dream
we didn´t need to breethe

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