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This week the Neopoem is

 

2:23am by zach

 

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Early Spring Image Prompt Contest Vote

Early Spring Image Contest Vote

 

Please read the two finalist poems below and click on the vote here link to vote on your favorite poem. Voting ends March 29th 2024.

 

 

The Visitor

By: Mary Beth Magee

You visit for a moment,

Accept a breath of hospitality,

Then dash away again.

You share your company briefly.

 

But in that time, oh,

The magic you bring.

From tiny eggs to instars

To gloriously patterned wing.

 

I watched you hatch and crawl,

Grow, shed and wriggle.

You change your dress. Your

New look makes me giggle.

 

You give me joy and delight

With your aerial ballet.

My royal friend, magician,

Harlequin at play,

 

Dear monarch, share your gift

Of grand, exuberant joy

With all. Give us eyes to

See, and feelings to employ.

 

You set an example

Of living in the moment.

Let us live so our days

Are likewise spent.

 

Dash on, my friend,

Your destiny calls.

Send your children my way

When the milkweed grows tall.

 

Spring Comes

By: Candlewitch

 

Fields of springy clover

beneath my barefoot toes,

dance-happy feet kick up

a delight everyone knows!

 

Green, green all around,

a heart full of joys untold

rolling over and over in

nature's paradise hold!

 

In gardens of my growing hopes

tulips, buttercups and crocus

flourish healthily blossoming,

as Spring comes into focus.

 

 

Vote Here

Neopoet Weekly 03/010/24 to 03/16/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

Dancing In The Dark  by  William Lynn

Congratulations to William Lynn on such a fine poem.

Neopoet Weekly 03/03/24 to 03/09/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

 

THE LAST RING by  Jokerface82

 

Congratulations to Jokerface82 on such a fine poem.

The stream (all workshops)

This is the stream - you can see all poems on Neopoet, live, as they are created.

 

Vagabond in passing

a slovenly man down the road
looked like he could use an abode
his beard was rank
on the sidewalk he stank
but his smile was what really showed

Rocking Chair Reckoning

sitting gallantly in my rocking chair
gazing at hazy leftover scenes
I seek a thread,
a stitch,
a connection
binding and defining the whole.

I find nothing

but a slapdash circus of thrilling randomness:

non-sequiturs and cliff-hangers
dropped, one after the other,
into a roiling mess of "WTF?"

I am, it seems,
immune to the standard terrors
of chaotic change
so, with nary a druther
I conclude:

it has been grand
...touring life on the "No plan" plan.

Dorian Gray in Hexadecimal Pastels

I am the gigabyte’s cracked tooth,

the GIF peeling in a Harvard darkroom.

Our profile picture floats in here in ReelTime;

What was your first memory?

I am the Like Liquor, the Pixel Party, the Virtual

Opioid and Synthetic Letter Bend. Our profile picture

floats here in an Instagram pond, move closer.

Stay. The aluminum of your trackpad massage

warms the blue chill, come closer. Download begun.

W I S H B O N E

manubrium
where the light catchs
in the spray of hair
like midnight
rushing in the wind

the snows arriving
sizzling on the hot
red tip
the press of the
rich gloss
on still youthful
lips
the promise of
midnight
glistening
cresting in a snarl
the cork paper
the brand name
the rose touch

coriander millage

the possessions
ghost lingers
like a liners wake
sleek and fast

trim lines
evocative power

will you remember

Will you remember
when I am gone

in the clouds
submerged
in the ocean
burned
in a forest blaze,

cremated in a desert
by the solar heat,
buried in the sand
near an oasis,
a mirage of sorts

when the palm trees bear no dates
and
apple trees sway
in the sun
with dangling ones

will you remember
the soft music you played
as wanton love
once you displayed
then all fell on silent ears
soundless and deaf

Ouch (This is serious Limericks)

With knee on my chest
The dentist knew best
Tooth gave way
Dentist flew away
They say he has gone west

La La

Blasphemy

You tell me I am godless,
But I have more gods than you,
You say I am a sinner,
But its your foot in that shoe.

You claim I have no faith,
Yet everything is sacred,
You label me a satyr,
But its your love that is tainted,

Then you call me heretic,
Apostate and blasphemer,
As you hate within your empty church
Pretending you’re a believer.

But that darkness in your heart
Does not exist in mine,
And while you rage at my beliefs
You only make them shine.

Earthquake

When the earth trembles in fury
many buildings are shifted, causing agony
as their walls cracked and crumbled,
burying many lives under the rubble.

The tragedy leaves great cities in ruins
people staring at them in utter disbelief
some are crying loudly, kneeling
others rendered speechless, hearts breaking

they gather together, sharing grief
unable to find words to relief
their troubled hearts and worries
their souls denied of peace.

Now, Go Back To Sleep!

aging in silence
a dusty old thought,
lost and forgotten,
resurfaces
for a brief
session of peek-a-boo

mysterious as youth
small as a sparkle
yet, echoing through
the quiescence of reflection;
boisterous as a precocious child

'tis but a trifle!

but in this enchanting moment,
beheld, once again,
as a gem of epiphanic vitality.

dash dot la creme

porpoise winds
like a water rich bank
breaking

the arc full of shinning
vision
meaning
in the crash
to the liquid embrace

the engines idling
the bank wide
horizon endless
blue deep
beneath the roll
at our feet

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