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March 2024 Contest Winners!

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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.

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The Monster Slash...

A piercing cry, a horrified scream
Travels down the deserted street
The fog rolls in from the bubbling stream
As the children trick or treat

In the dark, in the wicked dark
Black evil lurks in the night
A predator roams the lonely park
Staying out of sight

A young and foolish woman; brave
Unafraid of ghosts
Said; “I'm not scared of any grave”
Her beer, she raised in toast

Peacocks Noel Wished

This was a fuel like no other
"Dynasty"
A feather love me down hard work of
"Gifts of Mastery"
Robin Renewal smiles came about
The ambiance so much potential
So loving and substantial
Her Eightfold path of wisdom

Lying In Bed, Just Like Brian Wilson Did

Inhale, ex-hale /heavily and loudly, (Action)
Inhale, exhale /heavily and loudly, (Action)
Inhale, exhale /heavily and loudly, (Action)
Eyes open, eyes shut, eyes open,
open eyes, shut eyes,
eyes open, eyes open, open eyes,
I realize, I surmise, I realize.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick goes the clock.
The clock ticks, the clock talks, the clock mocks,
the clock talks, the clock mocks.
Inhale, exhale / heavily and loudly, (Action)
Cough (Action)
Inhale, exhale / heavily and loudly (Action)

Little Fingers

Little fingers
Grasp my hand
Wobbly feet
Across the sand

Little fingers
Let me go
Running full force
Into the unknown

Little fingers
Clasp the sand
Stuck on like glue
To a little hand

Little fingers
Cry for help
Whipping grains
Across the scalp

Little fingers
Wants to stay
Little fingers
Run and play

The Language of Drunk(Acrostic Poem)

Three sheets to the wind, the boat meanders,
Hammered with repeated blows.
Euphoric, triumph will prevail.

Loaded with accessories,
Annihilates the blue screen of death.
Naggin-bottle, empty and sweaty.
Groggy from exhaustion and blows.
Under the weather deck,
Addicted in a weakened state,
Giddy, as dusk approaches,
Erunk, The past becomes present.

Oiled on troubled waters,
Fried from battling the waves.

Just Crows Dancing With My Head....

Just Crows Dancing With My Head….

I long to dance like Crows in the rain,
to live as they live with their flight.
To examine their aspiration or pain,
be suited in feathers dark as night.

Is my longing just whimsical or daft,
can no man alive experience that life.
Do I seek to connect a dark craft,
with my mind on the edge of a knife.

Could I really survive on road kill,
putting life claw and wing at peril.
Do I have the need, desire, or will,
to be called caw caw instead of Cyril.

A Mushaira of poets

On Having Learned The Word Mushaira In A Discussion About Collective Nouns And Advised By My Attorney To Expand And Tell The Truth.

There will be a solace of poets
at my mushaira on Saturday.
All the pretty poets
will dance and sing and play

There will be a deviance of drugs
at my mushaira on Saturday.
All the pretty poets hug,
they'll stagger, fall and pray

for a pinhead of angels
to take them all away
to a variance of heavens
and then to their dismay

Walking In Glory

With Jesus beside me
I'm walking in glory
With Jesus in me
I'm rejoicing to Jesus
Jesus is everything to me
He's awesome in glory
In mercy and majesty
He's Jesus, Lord over all

By: Leona Chaput

Vellichor

Exploring eternity in a parlor
a fool finds velvet and marble
The velvet ever statuesque
marble seeming to drape
lithe over a hewn muse

Above the fool, jellyfish stained glass
Gentle movement, perfume of aging paper

their eyes brush the stitched spines
lingering on the edges of crooked shelves
bowed with years of burden and replacement
once among a quaint little copse
these planks harbor stories, mildew blossoms

Betrayal

And so the truth comes out
After months of wondering
You want out
There is no doubt

You asked for commitment
A lifetime together
Who knew
It wasn’t forever

Now you’ve changed
Your mind
Isnt that cute
The point is already mute

Story of my life,
Nothing new
Still can’t get a reason
Out of you

No worries
No need to shout
Just pack your shit
And get the hell out

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