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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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sanctity of insanity (fixed verse quatrain)

Submitted by weirdelf on Wed, 2012-11-07 02:53

the sanctity of insanity is well revered
when common sense is badly used we fear
all that's strange and doesn't fit the norm
then fall backwards into ignorance

It's seldom that we find a place where
the sanctity of insanity is well revered
and when we do it is a special place
which absence would well be feared

When a neighbour speaks in tongues and sits
beside us with his words most strange
the sanctity of insanity is well revered
if we find it in ourselves

Workshop: 
fixed verse – it's not a curse

Election Day, 2012

Submitted by Kailashana2 on Tue, 2012-11-06 23:41

America wake up!
Your people have been sleeping through
two hundred thirty-six years of
Independence
and now we must live in a world
of interdependence or else perish
on our neighborhood watch.
Your egalitarian dreams have been
stolen by
promises you did not keep
usurped by the goddess of capitalism;
she who knows not the promised land
of unclouded vision.

STAMP ME STARES AND HATEFUL LOVERS

Submitted by Esker on Tue, 2012-11-06 20:09

I was thirsty and this ice was thick
forgive me
Ive not the strength to kick

and a wind combs my hair
for at the blue to blue my eyes
shall stare

For it was you whom in all
days strode in and tore
away the worry

mended me with a dare

Limestone quarries in milk lane
heat
the dance of cicada
the dirt on your feet

Belvederes over slim
cigars

behind the wheel
of the motorcar

The rain days sighed
and we smiled
all the while

CLUNK

Submitted by Tam the Chanter on Tue, 2012-11-06 15:30

CLUNK
On the island of Clunk,
Where brass monkeys sell junk
And the people are all kept in zoos,
There's a strange sort of beast,
In a cave to the East,
Called the Enty-Magenty-Magoo

To describe him.... I'll try,
He's about the same size
As the Purple Big Boggy Badoo,
But unlike that giant duck,
He just roars, doesn't cluck,
Not the Enty-Magenty-Magoo .

Workshop: 
Storytelling in Verse (sempiternal)

EDEN

Submitted by Geremia on Tue, 2012-11-06 12:41

EDEN

Surreptitiously
slithering and slipping by
hissing your sibilants
spewing lies
seductive sensuality
you are the death of the Soul
and you call me.
by name.

WEAPON OF REBELLION

Submitted by scribbler on Tue, 2012-11-06 12:39

I grip my weapon in my hand
I am a true freedom fighter
I've had all that I can stand
any future must be brighter

Others feel the same as I
we come together, show our strength
beneath a cool November sky
for change we'll go to any length

In squads we approach the front line
where war will be won, maybe lost
and here our weapons' strengths combine
we brandish them despite the cost

Money… splurges and sex

Submitted by loved on Tue, 2012-11-06 12:21

if one has money
it’s best to splurge it
why keep it locked up
for others to feed
enjoy your life your way my son, life has many joys to present…. some love sex and luxurious beds …. pillows higher than high …and women to beneath lay … so we have many who like playboys play … others just would love to flaunt their wealth…. to show how big is theirs !!!...pockets you know… but tis better to spend, than hoard

Reflection (eddy styx)

Submitted by Candlewitch on Tue, 2012-11-06 11:37

Reflection

Count Your Blessings

Submitted by Rula on Tue, 2012-11-06 10:16

"Count your blessings", tells the saying,
think about the goods you're haying.
 Forsake your ills, forget them all 
 Your blessings make the grieves forestall.
Healthy paws enhance the swaying.

Money's worthless love is paying .
 Every little thing is weighing
with health and passion-overall.
Count your blessings.

Workshop: 
fixed verse – it's not a curse

yuk

Submitted by judyanne on Tue, 2012-11-06 06:23

I've gone and stood on one of them
oh god I hate them worse than phlegm
half pulverised to mangled meat
still wriggling, though near obsolete
I stood on it I say again

I feel so sick - it's caused mayhem
I wave my arms, and count to ten
my meal just may, on me, repeat
I stood on one

I know I sound like some weak femme
but those who've done it won't condemn
I scrape my heel, to try delete
the feel of slime on naked feet
bug or slug I squished it open
I stood on one
.

Workshop: 
fixed verse – it's not a curse

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