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Neopoet Weekly 05/05/24 to 05/11/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-05-11 22:23

This week the Neopoem is

Ways of loving by  Terumi Sakurai

Let us congratulate Terumi Sakurai on their first win as a neopoet member.

About Contests

Submitted by Apostolos "Paul... on Wed, 2024-05-08 23:18

There have been some changes to the about contest page
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Poetry Month 2024 Imagine Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sun, 2024-05-05 20:27

The winning poem of the

Poetry Month 2024 Imagine is

 Backwards by  Carrie

Congratulations to Carrie on such a unique poem.

 

Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/28/24 to 05/04/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-05-04 13:54

This week the Neopoem is

 

  My Heart, My Heaven by Izzi Reinier

 

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

April 2024 Contest Winners

Submitted by neopoet contests on Tue, 2024-04-30 20:38

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!

30 April April 2024 Contest Winners
30 April May 2024 Contests
27 April Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/21/24 to 04/27/24 Contest Winner!
20 April Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/14/24 to 04/20/24 Winner!
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The Invisible Man

Submitted by TheDarkOne on Tue, 2013-06-25 03:37

I pass, like the
Autumn breeze rustling the leaves
Lips brush you your cheek, like
the kiss of the Spring Sun

Unseen
Faint, a moonlit shadow.
Unknown
Dark, an ashened abyss.

Your heartbeat echoes
in the dark of mine
My touch whispers
snaking around your skin

A ghost in your thought
My eyes a glimpse in yours

Lips,
Breath shared
A heart seen...

NGJ 2013/06/24

B o t t l e n e x

Submitted by Esker on Mon, 2013-06-24 14:28

slender ruins
and bitter whisps
beneath the wind whipped
ghosts

the pure folded heart
of magic
lays sleeping
as a heart

tender beat
to forgotten
sparks

DISTANT DRUMS

Submitted by Geremia on Mon, 2013-06-24 08:05

DISTANT DRUMS

Still is the air I breathe
distant the sounds I hear
silent the whispers of memory.
Nothing left for me
to hold onto.

The day is sharp and cutting
the night the womb that holds me
sleep a momentary release
from the pain that binds me

I languish in this desert of one
and I run
to a time no longer.
like water
spilling through my fingers

What the hell, let's jive and chase the blues away.:
Leap Frog by Les Brown & Orchestra on 1945 Columbia 78 ...

► 2:43► 2:43

Braking Bad...

Submitted by Geezer on Sun, 2013-06-23 16:41

Tablets for pain
side dish of vitamins
Washed down with decaf

Rice Krispies upon arising
The furnace isn’t working well
the exhaust is blocked with waste

Near drowning with water
suffocated with medicinal fumes
lassitude rides toward the setting sun

Feeding time, feeling better
Crazy scenarios in little red tubes
Head full of jelly beans dispensed by T.V.

Asleep at the wheel
no one is driving at all
Hands not steering, head in the lap

THREE MORNING SONGS

Submitted by Nordic cloud on Sun, 2013-06-23 13:58

Green trees 
black industry
morning mist
 
dank odours 
clank of locomotive
painted metal surfaces
gloom
 
in dawns sweet
sour dance
flung seagulls 
weeds in a heap
lawns bristling with daisies
 
weeping willows 
grey against the floating dead brown leaves
deep sleep 
breathes clouds

two socks on a chair
a comb on the floor
some red hair
in its teeth

twang of cycle spokes
wheels of day
sounds travelling 
far into space

the neighborhood--update

Submitted by Geremia on Sun, 2013-06-23 08:10

THE NEIGHBORHOOD

I walked down the corridor
at seven this morn
I quietly knocked at your door.
turned away
”Too early''
you say.
Smell of coffee
freshly brewed
not too early for you.

I don't fit in this place
there is no connection
with one into two
I am the third face
looking through a window pane
never a part of anything
it''s time to find my own,
I need to go back home..

Make it Brief ( final re-write of relativity workshop)

Submitted by Rula on Sun, 2013-06-23 07:45

He portrays,
demonstrates,
and illustrates,
in mother nature
what you need
to naturally
imitate,

then you live
in love
and peace.

God

Workshop: 
THE THEORY OF RELATIVITY (poetically speaking) Beginning

The Swagger Of A Woman Past Midnight

Submitted by BettyBuff on Sun, 2013-06-23 06:23

Men like gravel & wine
big lungfuls of space
to breathe
like biting on oxygen
and hitting a six

Women get their swag on
opening windows
gulping Universal life
eating raw & meditating

Food & Drink & Sex
Meat & Wine & Orgasms

The clock chimes Midnight
The woman in me pulses
sleepy veins surge awake

I hit a six
I sleep the sleep
of a Buddha
at one in
mindfulness tranquillity

poetic love

Submitted by loved on Sat, 2013-06-22 15:03

creative imagination

you create thoughts
visions from your rife imagination
single ones will love to share
what you deem to create,
in the wildest of dreams
they can't imagine…
how love can simply flow
from a single glow
and
seed electric currents
of such high voltage
none can hope to blow….

t u n g u s k a

Submitted by Esker on Sat, 2013-06-22 13:19

blood runs
the nickel guns

creek fed dreams
slip
through whiskey amber alms

choked visions in deisel city buses
and bright cathedral rules at sundown

poplars and moonlight
cedars and wolves

there are casks of mortal
sins sleeping
in the cool cellars

the touch of
clarity
on working girl hands

cheap tobacco
and bitter skies

the clouds are wounded
on the dusks bruise
and I want to kiss
your scars in the
sancity of your room

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