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April 2024 Contest Winners

Congratulations to our April 2024 contest winners!

Spring Fling  was won by Carrie with the poem Spring Fling

04/24 I Was An April Fool was won by Geezer with the poem Fooled Again...

04/24 Waiting In Line was won by  Mary Beth Magee  with the poem The Last Time

04/24 Are We There Yet?  Was won by Rula with the poem We're Almost There For It

04/24 My Favorite Cookie was won by Leslie with the poem After school treat!

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Backwards

By: Carrie

G
All the things that I wanna write
C
Have been written
G
All the songs that I wanna sing
D
Have been sung,
G
All the things that I wanna say
C
Have been said before
D A Em G
All the things that I wanna do have been done.

G
I wanna fly a kite
A
At night instead of day,
C
I wanna drive a big old truck
D
The opposite way
G
I wanna laugh when I’m sad,
C
And cry when I’m happy and gay
D A
I wanna do what no one’s done
G
Any other day.

G
I wanna wear all my clothes
A
Wear em all inside out,

C
I wanna be real quiet,
D
When everybody else wants to shout
G
I wanna see the stars
C
When everybody else sees the sun
D
I want my day to end
C G
When everybody else’s has begun.

C D
Wouldn’t it be weird, wouldn’t it be funny and strange
A
If everyone thought like this,
G
Slightly deranged.

 

 

Lost Love

By: Alex Tanner

Should I recall those blissful times
When we like climbing flowers entwined;
Our blossoms scented evenings air
As Love and Lust forsook our cares.

Your laugh was soft and gentle,
A butterflies wings in spring,
Dancing on the sunbeams
Enough to make me sing.

Eyes so bright they sparkled
Diamonds on moonlit snow;
Flashing hither and thither
To make my pulse race so.

We held each other gentle
Yet tight so not to break,
Though deep, our love could never last,
Different paths our lives would take.

For fleeting months we tarried,
Each time we met we knew
This may be the last time
For lovers hours are few.

If I love ten thousand women
Tis you I will recall;
You gave yourself so willing,
For your passion I did fall.

On black nights as the wind howls,
As I lie in a bed so cold,
Your soft voice echoes 'cross the years
To warm my lonely soul.

                                                                                                                                         

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Outside the Realm

Outside the Realm by RW

these cloth wrapped feet shuffle on the king's road

eyes ever watchful, I jump at a toad

fear stands implicit, for those who by birth

not blessed a noble nor with courtly worth

the nights gripping fingers, witchy cold claws

near the inn quietly breaking all laws

my back against wood and mortar to warm

numbers of knights to my inn they will swarm

if I make a sound,a horse thief or worse

my neck in course noose they can't reimburse

Dear Devon (and Various Others)

I am so sorry I broke up with you because I'm gay.
I feel like no one deserves that.

dear tiha
I wish we were closer.
maybe we still would be if I was never banned from neo.

dear dad
thanks for understanding my problems with mom.
but no thanks for being a butt sometimes.

dear mom
I understand that you don't get my passions and you don't like my music.
you don't have to.
you just have to try to accept it.

Seeding a newer generation

Friends of friends
Stan and Loved
you are friendless
we all are with you
Stan the man
sorry state of affairs
I had to read your poetry twice
after your well deserved retort
it’s good

really their spawn
should not be spread like fish do
humans are more sacred
we all know
and must know
as well as accept it to

and
so happy continuation
of a worthwhile generation to all humans
thanks for not calling me a dunce
others would

Your words mean more, I know the score
You spoke to me of love and trust,
Then took my heart and made it burst
It hurt me so, It hurt me so

Now can you talk to me of love?
We both now know that love will die,
If trust of each is built on lies
I need to know, I need to know

I will await your words in truth
We need to work for better days
In that our love is safe always.
A truth is told, a truth is told

My thoughts(at the moment) on Fear

Captivated by the all-consuming
constant Fear of what is not a
controllable aspect of life ...

Sporadic thoughts delve
deep into the drastic measures
which might just save my life,
~As I Know It Now~

Justifying hypnotic paranoia
by All Means Necessary
until satisfaction
reigns Dominant
~Just For A Moment~
relishing the Fear
that holds me
Tight

I swallow the Impulse
To Fight ~ To Run ~

Full Time Employment

Cool wind blows over frozen ground
across a cemetary plot on the outskirts of town.
Tombstones pose in their stone carved silence
while flowers lay dead in twisted plastic violence.

A moon casted light--creates ghoulish shadows,
death hangs around like a rope on the gallows.
Humped up dirt from the bowels of the earth,
covers the deceased who'd been dying since birth.

Longing

I stand there, looking onwards
The grass twirls, dances at my feet
The grey clouds, wait patiently in silence
Not approaching, merely there
A prelude, to a time yet to arrive
The cool wind, promises rain
Onwards lies, a distant fireplace
A place to rest, my weary eyes
A quiet river, softly serenades
It's running water, an orphic turquoise blue
I stand there, breathing deeply
Tears cascade, crawling down
Feelings bubble, a new completion
I found the place, I can call home

In Time...

Relaxing in the sun
catching up times so long ago
Wondering where the years have gone
Does anybody know?

Haven't seen your face
a decade has gone by
“My, how the time does race”
is spoken with a sigh

Sitting on the sidelines
though I'm noticed now and then
included in the times
Memories of back when

See all the the welcome smiles
My mind is such a traitor
Photos taken erase the miles
I'll have them all for later

my child!

Only drips one two three
and so many more
help bring an invaluable child

God has been kind
only women get pregnant
if men could have been
none would know
how many have been....
brought to this small world
to increase a mass population,
in countries like yours
where lives are being governed
only by robots and automation

God's smaller mercy's be praised
and you Scribbler are kind..

v a n g a u r d

shroud the crespulant stir
miraculous shatter
diving far the depth

arriving less then better

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