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Neopoet Weekly 06/16/24 to 06/22/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-06-22 22:43

This week’s winner is Kristen H with the following poem

 

To Unlove You

Submitted by Kristen H.

I'm learning how
To unlove you

It hurts worse than loving you,
Knowing you don't love me back.

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Summer Image Prompt Challenge Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Tue, 2024-06-18 20:43

The winning poem of the Summer Image Prompt Challenge is

 

 

Abandoned

Submitted by Mary Beth Magee

She bobbed there in the gentle swell,
The little boat I knew so well.
The sail wrapped tight along the boom
Gave me a feeling of dark doom.
I saw no anchor chain hung down
To stop her, lest she run aground.
No one sat in her empty bow.
No hand controlled her keel just now.
A gentle breeze set her to rock.
How did she get loose from the dock?
As the breeze caused her to turn,
I spotted paint along her stern.
Rough letters where my name had been -
The words now looked like "Mortal Sin."
What had he done in dark of night?
Was he convicted by dawn's light?
Then in the reeds beside the dock…
What I saw gave me quite a shock.
A body, face down, on the lake,
Could it be him, for heaven's sake?
Please, no, I prayed and backed away.
What pushed him so, I cannot say.
I didn't dream that he would dare.
I only know I lost him there.

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Neopoet Weekly 06/09/24 to 06/15/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-06-15 16:12

 

This week’s winner is Lavender with the following poem

 

Winning Poem

Magic

Submitted by Lavender

A falling star settled on my rose,
a diamond dipped in velvet clothes.
I dared not touch the pure gift
sent from heaven, so swift,
but let it rest there
in such sweet air
and comply
to my
wish.

 

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Neopoet Weelky 06/02/24 to 06/08/24 Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-06-08 22:23

 

This week’s contest winner is hippiemoon with following poem:

Archeology

By: hippiemoon

Years from now,
We will be dead and buried.
Your laugh nothing more than
A whisper in the wind,
A breeze carrying off dandelion wishes.

Our headstones will rest together,
Aging together, as we did in life.
Tears from our loved ones will mix with rain
And our memory will fade with the engravings.

And years from now,
We’re forgotten by everyone but the Earth.
They will dig our bodies up
And find our bones entwined in each other’s arms.

 

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Neopoet Weekly 05/26/24 to 06/01/24 Contest Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-06-01 22:22

Congratulations to Shelby Pryor for winning this week’s contest

 

Something New

Rain rushes from the skies
Mixing with a single tear
The wind cuts through
Like every doubt, every fear

Lightning shatters my peace
Like the pieces of my mind
A distant thunderclap mocks
Of the girl I was and left behind

A tornado rages in my head
Demolishing my peace and joy
I plaster on a smile for you,
But it's just a tactic I employ

The fear paralyzes my heart
Yet I'm so tired of being afraid
It is time to get up and fight
Before my resolve starts to fade

My fingers curl around my sword
I lift it high, I've got my armor on
I bring it down with all my strength
Until the shattered pieces are gone

There is no fixing the girl I was
No use in buying time with glue
The only solution is to shatter her
And forge with fire Something New

 

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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;

Autumnal Ball (a prosey poem)

Submitted by Candlewitch on Thu, 2012-09-27 11:09

Autumnal Ball

sun dappled shadows gambol on the ground
swaying branches ablaze with muted colors
Gaia laughs
shimmering translucent mirth
she shakes her head tossing her hair
as leaves tumble in a madcap freefall
cavorting gaily in the swirling gusts of wind!

length and strength ..prosaic poetry

Submitted by loved on Thu, 2012-09-27 07:35

length and strength
to my mind come two vitally important dimensions length and the power we all call strength .Both are equally important in all walks of life not only in the matter which some think out of this life but in every survey of imagination take a stride length means in poetry not being epicurial and the strength implies the power of conviction in your own diction of what one wants to convey direct and straight

An Immortal Vice

Submitted by Roscoe Lane on Thu, 2012-09-27 06:13

An Immortal Vice..

In the glass house there was a pen,
coffee loyalty card plus a dice.
Belief, to mend all that he’d broken,
but still he knew they were only a vice.

A roll of the dice never harmed a sole,
while scribing words were so painful.
As the ink dried scribbles took their toll,
he felt a gambler’s unbalanced approval.

The vice was just a crack from the surface,
creating all sort of dither, fear and loss.
Delusions took hold with such finesse,
alluding the misconception, of a final toss.

someone

Submitted by judyanne on Thu, 2012-09-27 04:36

there's someone out there somewhere in forever
my complement, regardless where I am
in ageless rhythm with my soul-mate’s heart
I celebrate the beauty of existence

our purpose and agendas always rhyme
my someone knows my innermost desires
through time, through void and through the in-between
he travels with me, daydreams them with me

we missed each other in this manifest
imposters tempt and try my very soul
but I will wait until this sojourn ends
see out this mission here now on my own

Tough & Hard Enough! (Mindful Memorable) #7

Submitted by Rula on Thu, 2012-09-27 03:17

 If in written words
 I wanted to tell
how much I owe you
I'd need some more forests
with more trees 

I'd need more tears to flood
(the ink of the eyne)
to evince my real gratitude
for a heart I thought is mine.

Hence I'll quit the clichéd words
and quietly decline
leaving a blank piece of paper
with a naked simple sign
                                                   

                            Rula.Y.H.

Workshop: 
Mindful Memorable Freeform: The Challenge

KDT2

Submitted by BlueDemon77 on Thu, 2012-09-27 01:34

KDT 2

Goodbye my love
our times have come and gone
we passed through a luxuriant hallway
filled with obstacles and end tables
wall mounted swords on mahogany and velvet
as red as the candles we've burned
as red as the blood from my finger
as you drew it across your lips
The color seemed to suit you

Workshop: 
Mindful Memorable Freeform: The Challenge

Winter Dusk

Submitted by captjack on Wed, 2012-09-26 19:58

At the close of winter days,
On which the sun has paid an unexpected call,
The orange red sunset painted on the aqua sky,
Is soon mixed into a muddy gray.
All appears suspended in motionless anticipation,
Waiting for day and night to decide whose turn it is to stay.
In those several seconds,
Just before night tucks in the day,
Beneath a polka-dotted blanket,
The child's mind is drawn to all the events just past.
Within this recollection then is made the silent wish,

EAGLES DANCING

Submitted by Geremia on Wed, 2012-09-26 16:08

EAGLES DANCING

I saw the eagles fly
a dance of two
across the vast in blue
wings in tandem
determination

suddenly
one was pulled away
into a cloud darkly grey
by an unknown
determination

I saw an eagle fly
a dance of one
across a lonely sky
with singular
determination....

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