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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.

Neopoet Weekly 03/24/24 to 03/30/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-03-30 22:48

This week the Neopoem is

 

Agony by  David Grigorian

 

Congratulations to David Grigorian on his first contest win

6 April Neopoet Weekly 03/31/24 to 04/06/24 Winner!
31 March March 2024 Contest Winners!
31 March April 2024 Contests
30 March Neopoet Weekly 03/24/24 to 03/30/24 Winner!
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WORDS NOT YET SPOKEN

Submitted by Linda Moses on Fri, 2013-03-01 00:31

Poetry, the written word, a silent scream
A whispered fear, or a gentle touch
From my soul to yours, to tell you where
I’ve been but in veiled and hidden images

Some things you must hold on to, keep to yourself
Not to dwell upon, but not to forget
To make the person you have become
Or the one you left behind

So much in the shadows of the mind
Waiting to come forth and join the
The journey we call life
Whether it be amazing or disparaging

I Want To Be The Girl That Flies

Submitted by BrokenShards on Thu, 2013-02-28 22:18

I want to be the girl that flies
With crystal wings
Across blue skies
Untouchable
From down below
Always knowing
Where to go
I want to be the girl that lands
And this girl is greeted
With outstretched hands
I want my friends to keep me safe
From that scary terrible place
I want to be the girl that dances
She’s not afraid of taking chances
She’s been burned
But she’s not shy
I want to be the girl that flies

Farewell February

Submitted by William Saint George on Thu, 2013-02-28 14:40

Thank you,
when what you gave was not enough
it was enough
that you gave.

It has been fun,
and laughter
and pain.

So long,
farewell
until we meet again.

chasm

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2013-02-28 10:40

far beneath the belly of the beast
the jungle crawls
silver and polished with the hot sun
the whine of the turbine
and the wear on the carbine

heavy and incoming
Pall Malls
and deaths
pall riding shotgun

and the gleaming fire of
the sun burning its hot
visions through the green
visor

The Scapegoat in the Mirror

Submitted by docmaverick on Wed, 2013-02-27 21:22

The being that is you, inside

is finally just getting, here;

the one you need
to blame is greed

not, this scapegoat in the mirror.

This shadow of your more, pensive self

allows the both of you, to have a beer;

but, too much malt
will have you both, blame, fault

on an innocent, scapegoat in the mirror.

Neither one of you, will ever learn

for reasons still, unclear;

as far as I can see
you took the wrong, journey;

when you chose, to blame that scapegoat, in the mirror.

Winter of My Heart

Submitted by BrokenShards on Wed, 2013-02-27 20:54

A naked tree bends in the breeze
A lonely leaf falls to the ground
It shudders in the winter wind
The December roar is the only sound

The bitter cold is unrelenting
A cloudy sky looms overhead
The dirt is frozen, hard and stiff
What was once alive has now been dead

The darkness settles like a knife
It tears the day apart
The streets are empty this time of night
The fields are barren like my heart

NOW!...NOw....Now..........................now?

Submitted by scribbler on Wed, 2013-02-27 19:53

I tried to write within the now
in wee hours of a winter night
it seems I always failed somehow
hunched over pad beneath floor light

Each time a line entered my head
and worked its way through pen to page
"now" had already skipped ahead
"now" had become a long passed age

So I tried to write much faster
fingers moving in a rush
results were just short of disaster
jumbled wordsbecamemeremush

Who I am

Submitted by Starlight on Wed, 2013-02-27 19:45

by day,
your body a silhouette
dancing along the walls.
it reminds you of existence
but it is only to be
vanquished into the darkness
threatened by the starlight.

Sky/ Ground

Submitted by club special on Wed, 2013-02-27 18:31

The moon flat and mouldering
Is both
Hidden and unveiled

Its sulfurous gleem
A gem upon twilights ringfinger

Casts its ceaseless grasp
On the shining beach
above the cowering tide

Time languors
At the foot of cobwebs
Between the glowing grass

I lost my senses

Submitted by Rula on Wed, 2013-02-27 13:39

I came to touch my world,
the things I used to feel,
but no intimacy's found,
nothing today feels real.

Not the aroma of mom's cookies,
nor the freshness of the dew
came this morning to me.
Nothing this day smells true.

My eye, once caught the colors
of the rainbow painting the sea,
see none today to wash
my flowers, the grass and the tree.

I'd hear the whisper of the land
the happy chirps of the bird.
I heard the unspoken words,
but all those sounds today fade.

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