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Enchantress.by Alex Tanner

 

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March 2024 Contest Winners!

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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.

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-BRUNETTE-SEVERITY-

Beneath our copious
stealth
steals

rains wash sleek
suspense
heals

candle wax and vortex baths
swirling
skins of sins

twine vintaged vast vermillion
tasks

drying draped damp
drowned
laying lastly sleeping
and dreamland found
bound in strands
dark and cruel
streaks of night
by lengths
and rule

rivulet tumult
bitten charmed
and broken
summits

Mind... a lit candle This is new and latest

Mind is an ever glowing candle....
which lights up the whole world ..
lead kindly light
into the hearts of darkened souls
who need to evaluate themselves first..
than preach ,
in the shallowness of wisdom...
an egoists resort!

Short sweet and simple.

Blind No More

I sought for friendship and what did I find?
Masks of hypocriscy dancing before my eyes

I have missed out on all the signs,
the smiles and laughter adding up to lies

They came to me when life is full of fun,
only to hide when I'm sinking in deep shit

When I have survived the aches of despair,
they return to me with loads of bullshits

I have learnt my lessons about true friendship
it cannot be bought with dollars and cents

As I gained wisdom from experience,
my views changes to make better sense

Negativendy

Tall grass adorns the meadow
as the leaves all seem to fade,

sunshine rays help highlight
when an effort has been made.

Let not every shadow
confuse your perspective,

know inside your heart of hearts
it's all in how you live.

Ignore night's final canopy
have others do the same,

treat the light respectfully
treat it not, as if a game.

Lift high your every hopeful wish
let all your needs be known,

try and help another's plight
that's how friendships can be grown.

ninety parts to God

the soul wakes........... forced devalue
festival minds preventing them derivation
this was some inundate carnage
squeal and sobriety pertinent
immobilized foraging of those partook

surrender into invisibility
for on earth if recall be
after the penance of fate adjourn them
from much needed time to grow old
deficit kids- were exclusive saints
for this cause. About faith,
what is this whiplash whirlpool
dragging much more participants than enrolled
discipleship of fireball, inhuman inferno

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

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