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Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/21/24 to 04/27/24 Contest Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-27 23:40

This week the Neopoem is

 

 Whistle Stop Grove by Izzi Reinier

 

Let us congratulate Izzi Reinier on his first contest win as a neopoet member.

Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/14/24 to 04/20/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-20 14:53

This week the Neopoem is

 

Poetic Creations by Mark

 

Let us congratulate Mark on his latest contest win.

Neopoet Weekly Contest Winer 04/07/24 to 04/13/24

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-13 21:46

This week the Neopoem is

 

there you are by  leoferaco

 

Let us congratulate leoferaco on his latest achievement.

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

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-06 22:02

This week the Neopoem is

 

Enchantress.by Alex Tanner

 

Let us congratulate Alex Tanner on his latest achievement.

March 2024 Contest Winners!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sun, 2024-03-31 21:16

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.

13 April Neopoet Weekly Contest Winer 04/07/24 to 04/13/24
6 April Neopoet Weekly 03/31/24 to 04/06/24 Winner!
31 March March 2024 Contest Winners!
31 March April 2024 Contests
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Wesley's quatrain (The Bottom Line Workshop)

Submitted by wesley snow on Sun, 2013-09-15 12:51

Here is my quatrain. I have scanned it as an example, but no one need scan theirs. After posting we all will have a go at doing so in discussion.

 

A quatrain metric’lly commendable

is what I write for you my students fair.

In Iamb using five poetic feet,

the nuts and bolts of meter practical.

 

A qua- / train me- / tri-c’lly / com-men- / da-ble

IN A FOREST DARK

Submitted by Geremia on Sun, 2013-09-15 08:44

Where to go
when there is nowhere.
where to run
when you are hamstrung.
how to hide
from the demons
that follow
how to fill
a heart grown hollow.
how to find
the self you left behind

The Song of the Transportees

Submitted by Tam the Chanter on Sun, 2013-09-15 06:46

THE SONG OF THE TRANSPORTEE or

AUSSIE IMMIGRATION RULES

This ship sets sail for the end of the world,
And I am chained on board, restrained.
Else I would leap right over her side,
To reach you, my true love.

These Northern lights I’ll see no more,
Tears make them hazy, I’m half – crazy,
I leave you now, to live the rest of my life,
Without you, my true love.

THE HERON FLIES – HOMEWARD ‘CROSS THE EVENING SKIES.
BUT YOU AND I – NEVER MORE WITH YOU I’LL LIE.

Workshop: 
Storytelling in Verse

when he left

Submitted by Rula on Sat, 2013-09-14 01:39

With his books,
with his shoes
and clothes
he packed
his awful yet cool jokes,
his raging-teen voice,
his imperfect actions,
his satisfactions,
and reactions
on serious and silly issues,

but he would never pack
the essence;
his sense of love
that shall linger
like his fragrance
to fill my void.

Transient

Submitted by Race_9togo on Fri, 2013-09-13 23:34

The parking lot was gone
when we arrived;
new winter's wind
had blown in
from icy inland sea
and spread gold sand
thick across the asphalt
covering humanity's best efforts
to chain the reach of nature
with new beach
that soon would pile
to high sand dunes
if not for spring
and scraping
plows' arrival
uncovering
the transience of man beneath

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1coBP6n7L9v

CHOOSING SIDES (part two)

Submitted by scribbler on Fri, 2013-09-13 22:49

**In our dull and waking world
too often we forget the past
when lightning by the gods was hurled
when myths were made which today last.............

Alarm clock jars me from deep sleep
this second part devoid of dreams
of gates or walls in forest, deep
nor fading light and hinges' screams.
I waken to the start of day.

A stem slap silences the clock
as wife bestirs within our bed.
Dawn's greeted by a crowing cock
bidding farewell to stars now fled
leaving dawn's sky bare and gray.

Unpardonablaise

Submitted by loved on Fri, 2013-09-13 21:21

Unpardonablaise
Your thoughts of unborn a spokesman /woman …on their behalf… is worthy of adoration...adulation… but imagine the explosion in population …but you are right… they ought to have used condom …ere the conception ….after having let the sperm seed and a child conceive…. to abort is short of treason …and murder we all try without any reason ….to punish the grown up…. but what about those ,who don't think like you ….and shelve the future of someone … who could have earned ,one day … someday..

revised version

Unpardonablaise (reviewd....)

We are

Submitted by loved on Thu, 2013-09-12 19:50

What we want to be
a follower
one to be followed
or
to enact the worlds' horror
and
sorrow

one to conceal
or else reveal
the summer’s cool breeze,
as it slaps across one's cheek

don’t be weak,
the world is vast
7.5 billion strong
what are you and I
but bubbles going along
ere we burst this moment
or
when God has his vibrator sent
and
tells, now is the hour
have your ethereal shower…

f a u w l t i smal porshunashun

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2013-09-12 13:46

jewel gem
cutter
draw tight
this slipshade
element
easement
rules runs like a tear
crawling
like a tear
of breaking
dark

the delicate
beams
unravelments
embattlements
sizzling
and through
the worlds
spills
freedom
rising up
tumbling
wayside
down

hauling
visions
and brilliant
sharp edge
poignant
rushes

a gasp
stolen
and a shove
into the
delve
of a harrowing
storm

Bereft

Submitted by Race_9togo on Wed, 2013-09-11 19:13

A decade and a year
started with
a random pet store visit
where a small black puppy
sitting quietly
looked askance
as her siblings yapped
and threw themselves at wire cage

She never ever ran away
just wandered off sometimes,
always coming back when called
back to the house
and outside
she could usually be found
lying quiet in the shade,
dreaming after panting rounds
of chasing frisbees
or panicked squirrels.

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