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there you are by  leoferaco

 

Let us congratulate leoferaco on his latest achievement.

Neopoet Weekly 03/31/24 to 04/06/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

 

Enchantress.by Alex Tanner

 

Let us congratulate Alex Tanner on his latest achievement.

March 2024 Contest Winners!

Congratulations to our contest Winners 

 

Mother Nature  contest  was won by Lavender with the poem To My Monarch and Her Milkweed

03/24 New Member Contest was won by lostLA with the poem insights of a orphan

03/24 I Was Bullied was won by Candlewitch with the poem Ramming Speed!

03/24: What My Best Friend Gave Me was won by  Mark with the poem What My Best Friend Gave Me

03/24 Looking At The Stars was won by Alaethia D with the poem Dear Heart, One More Time

03/24 My Favorite Pet was won by  Alex Tanner withy the poem My Pal Jet.

Neopoet Weekly 03/24/24 to 03/30/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

 

Agony by  David Grigorian

 

Congratulations to David Grigorian on his first contest win

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no rose ...without thorns

I should enroll
as a poetry student
all Neopoets
are exquisite

I love roses with thorns too
and do you all know
light can not be appreciated
without visual darkness

So roses and thorns
do complement each other
what value has a rose
when thorn is torn
can anyone decipher
for me~

A Decent Meal (Tanka)

A bowl of porridge
with a glass of home-brewed tea
sate my appetite

A meal served with sincere love
is my wholesome nourishment

Tanka Acrostic Inspired By Recovery

Cocaine to my brain
Relief from fucking caring
A welcomed numbness
Craving for just one more hit
Knowing it was killing me

Apocalypse

The apocalypse is tomorrow
so batton down your lungs with the red earth
wet the dust to make clay
cover yourself in what you think is your worth,
The apocalypse is tomorrow
but throw your sorrows away.
We don't need them in this deathland
we care no more about what you say.

clash of the breeds

multipurpose setting but one dimension

this breed holds a stethoscope
wheels into cardiac I.C.U
plod scavengers in effectual white
-lab rat

now in two set one scene telescope

that breed holds a chalk- nab cat
their eyes glitter more for sorcery
roost feathers and painting circled eye
nudity to feet and coral beads regalia
lightening talking directly to ears
germ hands from clay storey cavements and straw umbrella

GAMMA GUNNER

bloom blush
therin behind the bush
the ivy hyphen squads
in crushed per centage
uniforms

a reddened ruse
up harsh stairs
rush

beneath a scanned sky
and softened hush
a streaming instrument
of crime
sinks in its shallow stainless tray
while the girl in the gown
in sleeping frown
drifts dreamland realms
a gritty sky
the yellow nicotine teeth
combing dogs graves
and mongrel collar hues
the greasy fingers of
waste climb to heavens
floors and walk for you

When folks have all the time

When folks have all the time

what are just three lines
they call it a senyru
that's no crime

they test patience
comparing with red wine
and sublime
like my visions across the oceans

I see a senyru coming
but then I promised to remain
within my own domain
and raj I can't dare annoy
nor with Ian's ideology toy
but oh boy
Barbara has forgotten me

come lets go to sea
and watch the demise of a setting sun
which has a right to rise as a reborn one
elsewhere

A Renga on Roses

They bloom to bring cheer
in wreaths shed silent tears
then are forgotten.

Such iconic life though short
shows how to deal with the thorns

A nice addition volunteered by Ian:-

Inside the rose bud
The perfume of feeling grows
My love is held so

So tightly within my heart
I know that she sees me there.

Open Your Eyes

Open your eyes, my friends
We have been fed with lies for many years
This deception must come to an end
or it will ravage our dreams for the future

We have been nodding our heads,
machinations serving the corrupt without intent,
puppets to the minds deprived of humanity,
allowing them to stir our lives to ruins

Open your eyes and rise
let your voice be heard,
In silence our souls have died,
let them be reborn in this life

Far visions

In the far distance of my minds vision
I see flowers from the Garden of Eden
more humans flower each day

many wither away

but for times immemorial the gardens stay
all newer generation comers have a good day

tis a lovely morn
and an enchanting sunrise
just for you today
as my voice in harmony
words and thoughts
for you all display

friends come along
have a very propitious
lucky ...happy and merry today
as we all compose
on such a lovely day
friends
of ours today......

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