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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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I live near a park

Submitted by loved on Sat, 2012-09-29 12:54

it has many swings
none are ever empty ...
during day,
young gals and kids run around

during midday teens abound
till the evening....
yet at the stroke of nine
the moon when it does shine
many gals and guys one finds
entwined,
see-sawing and swinging
in happy unison
the garden is like Eden

The dreams of youth

Submitted by Rula on Sat, 2012-09-29 07:16

In streams and currents gently flow our dreams,
to leave the conscious nap and rest awhile.
Away they carry anguished inner screams,
from worried, busy walking streets that rile.

Most dreams don't often last and shortly thrive.
They almost fade, unably pass-unmaintained.
While wished to ever live in frames alive,
they'll be forgotten once they pass–non gained.

An Empty Park

Submitted by Ian.T on Sat, 2012-09-29 03:05

I walked today,
without the laughter,
of the children.
I felt empty and so alone,
the world may have ended
Please tell me I am wrong,
I cannot see!

There seems to be an empty space
in front of me.
Yesterday they were here,
I heard them so

Please tell me what,
has made them go.
I cannot see
it’s hard for me
to listen to emptiness.

Just tell me
I am wrong
and it won’t be long.
Before the children return

SHOW BAY

Submitted by Esker on Fri, 2012-09-28 20:32

Gallop
down fields of conception
enraptured fence lines woven
night
this rippling shinning running
might

Caught struggling with dreams
I heard your approach
and found the stillborn seam
where moonlight spill
will turn your leg

a lucky break
the screams
against the dunes
where gulls shall
wake

the thimble weight
darning socks
fishermen run
with lantern
iron and stock

THE MARK OFCAIN

Submitted by Geremia on Fri, 2012-09-28 19:59

THE MARK OF CAIN

You are darkness
the serpent’s kiss
the voice that lies
and the look that shames.
You are hell’s enchantment
and you kill the light
in me.

Allegiance

Submitted by brittle light on Fri, 2012-09-28 19:30

owe allegiance to no one
nothing
no dogma, doctrine,
nor desperation's dare

from the silly to the savage,
all concoctions
slither through the sieve of truth
spreading toxic puddles of delusion
and despair

shallow encounters
deceive
immersion, soul suicide

abscond
walk alone the remaining miles
breathe, taste, shiver the excitement of fresh airs
return home
newborn
empty

last drive

Submitted by loved on Fri, 2012-09-28 07:06

I drove them through the mountains
the winding roads
in clouds washed screens
could hardly see the road ahead

so watched the rear view mirror clean
they were entwined
like a serpent and a bottle of wine..
corked up then their hands,
drove
it was slightly cold I switched on the heat
they warmed up smiled
so it seemed...

thank you
could he have heard through the darkened glass
such awakening and in my nerves a striking lightening

ABOUT CURSES--updated

Submitted by Geremia on Thu, 2012-09-27 19:45

ABOUT CURSES: 1882 , Calabrian hills

She bared her breasts
untouched by love’s caress
or infant’s kiss
to the winter moon
pale and full
demon clouds riding
a cold north wind
passing through.

In unholy Gregorian
she murmured
times three
and three more
an incantation
upon each generation
of the House of Red
she lay a curse on six plus one
beyond seven none.

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CONTAGIO................................................orchid dust....

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2012-09-27 18:15

deadfall
the windmill shadow
like a sorrowed hush of dusk

Decline we the
singular mulitude
swirling round the mind hive
axis

Fouette
infirmary
round clockwork
turns

while the sky whimpers
and souls burn

My Twin Rainbow Supreme

Submitted by docmaverick on Thu, 2012-09-27 15:01

I spied a Rainbow Grande one time
I could've hit it with a stone,
the sun opened wide the way her morning does
so I watched the twin rainbow, alone.

Serendipity's grande gesture sent glowing rays
flooding my eyes with awed radiance,
it was too much to see by myself,
but I absorbed it's entire brilliance!

Humbled am l as l try to say words
that accurately tells all that it brings;
this private Twin "bow" Supreme showed colors to me
with a vibrancy that taught me to make wings;

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