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Early Spring Image Prompt contest Winner!

The winning poem of the

Early Spring Image Prompt contest is

 The Visitor by  Mary Beth Magee

Congratulations to Mary Beth Magee on such a fine poem.

Neopoet Weekly 03/17/24 to 03/23/24 Winner!

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

 

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The stream (all workshops)

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The Redoubtable Fighter

They are confident in laden with
a lot of energy of driven effort of
the utmost trained quality to and
its actions to defender attacks
and the strength to defend .

With skills in and mentality to have ,
and not easily defeated in thus
to watching out for of attempts of
skillful talent going all for it
no anger but technique .

When in heaven

you can have a palace
as big as heaven
no frig is needed
nothing to store
you don't have to beg
for more
ask those who are there for sure
what you missed here
for that there is a cure….
no condoms are ever needed
so stay pure
have kids galore
may not be all yours

so be in heaven when time comes
you needn't advance your flight
enjoy on earth your entire plight….
for once you are gone
even heaven is out of sight
Friends am I not right!

M inatauro

the wall
halls upon halls
room enough
this depth
this tireless realm

in the light
its fussllade
fingers
you rise
speaking
one of those beautiful
oracles
the flesh full in the light
of your mouth

somewhere a sea mourns
its loss
and a moon seeks tireless
the tidepools for your beauty

Hurt

There is such soaring hurt
in how I feel for her,
for at the end the ecstacy
of life we have together
will turn to dust
and every moment spent
will come to nothing more
than haunting memory.

The agony of truth
is that a hundred years
will not be enough,
that the drug of her
still flowing through
my veins will not weaken
in every wrenching second
I spend without her.

A Father’s Daughter

You can’t do this and you shouldn’t do that.
And who was she in that big red hat?
Don’t wander far when off you go.
And stay off the “I” you drive to slow.

Did you take all your pills today?
At least your clothes match anyway.
How come you’ve got new after shave.
Kind of strong, now you behave!

But buried in those nagging words,
a daughter's love is always heard.
So such is life there is no other when
father's daughter becomes his mother.

Nascent Dream

The rainbow never held a pot of gold
for me, no more than an illusive lust
just a dream of you draped in a lingerie
limbless, stripped of bust.

Not fluffy locks with silver streaks
swirling above in seductive tease,
I crave for the thunder of fusing mass
flashing the hunger in your eyes.

A pubescent bush aroused by steady rain
not enough to quench its parched terrain
for a lashing of furious torrents it screams
to flood its wanton rivulets.

A Heart's Tale

It was once a garden of innocence,
full of love, hopes and colourful dreams.
Then the raiders came with a vengeance
trampling on its virgin soil marking grim

They looted its treasures out of greed
and set them on fire in vengeful hatred.
As the young man wept while his heart bled.
His soul, no longer a free bird.

From the pain of yesterday, a promise was made
to never again be gullible and weak.

dastardly batik my dog dress

market-dress, singularly
each would now trace
pattern for club disarmament
scalpel postmortem needs be
death to thoughts linger...... me
forerunner needing four wheels
man and dog share alike prostration

the oldest superstition
is dogs can ask

crimson batik dress she loosely opts
navel becomes an obese slave
lapdog is protruding intrusion
truants for invasion
recipe of routs juvenile
cast-outs rebirth of her

Mousing

.

The neighbors are fucking again.          
One slab of meat slapping off the other:          
greedy, porcine. He grunts, she grunts.        
         
My cigarette heats a fingernail      
bringing me back to my own frigid hands.   
I ping it far enough to land in their garden.        
         
She squeals; her Polish is music. I wonder  
if she sounds like that when he's out of her.  
I see my empty bed and my eyes fall  
cuntwards.        

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