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Mother's Day Image Prompt Contest

Mother's Day Image Prompt Contest

Please read the following poems

And vote below.

Voting ends May 26th 2024

Mum... You and I

By: Rula

 

Together we witnessed time ebbs and tides:

we went through ups, we went through downs,

yet luckily we got each other's sides,

you and I, you and I.

 

Together, unwillingly, we grew old,

with devestating wrinkles, and white hair.

We both raised families, yet we're still bold

You and I, you and I.

 

Together we laughed, together we cried:

I uplifted your spirits, you got my tears wiped,

we stayed together, side by side,

You and, I you and I.

 

Together we lived for worse and better,

until Alzheimer's stole you, my bank of love,

although you promised to stay forever

You and I, you and I.

 

My Gold

By Mr joghe

 

In whom I spent my old days and nights,

Who rocked me in my cradle;

And fed my pretty mouth with a spoon,

Did weep while I should weep.

How much will I pay

For the pain you’ve taken for me?

 

Who worked that jumper to keep me warm;

Treated me with diffidence and respect,

Her healthy arms always be my stay,

And always admired my prudent face that filled with laughter.

How much will I pay

For the pains you’ve taken for me?

 

Who tired me with apology for being tiresome,

And asked twenty questions and never waited for an answer.

My timidity struck her at the first sight;

When she taught me to expect something extraordinary.

How much will I pay

For the pains you’ve taken for me?

 

I find such a pleasure

In obeying her commands,

That I take care to observe;

Shall soon come to bless me.

How much will I pay

For the pains you’ve taken for me?

 

I vow, I thought so;

Never, as among queens and princesses

In her age; to be explicit,

I’ve kept very little company

In pretty smooth dialogues with her.

How much will I pay

For the pains you’ve taken for me?

 

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Neopoet Weekly 05/12/24 to 05/18/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

 


Mosquitos Suck!
  By William Lynn

 

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Neopoet Weekly 05/05/24 to 05/11/24 Winner!

This week the Neopoem is

Ways of loving by  Terumi Sakurai

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AKWARD

boney limb of night
extracts the sway
this urgent wind consumes
and leaves like battle flags
take leave
their shadows
dancing in the light
the advancement
their displacement

I've come here
from sunny days
and humid nights
where our hands
upon the rail slept
and stars emerged
in order
the magnitudes
climbing like dreams
the ghost march of
arrivals
the descents of all
sensations
this taste filligree
caught
upon our meek
encounters

Sharing the Night

A luminous glow
lights up the night
bedazzled I swoon
this midnight delight

ghosts of the timber
are grey in the dark
until the silence splits
with a victimized bark

shadows duck shade
and dance on thin air,
malcontents shudder
as feet jag a snare

beautiful cannot
describe what I see,
a garden of Eden
has been set free

the light coming down
our tide- orb above,
cast all in magic
its night-time I love

a hand that plays the guitar does not hold a gun

i.

I think perhaps
a whisper
is enough ~

my awakening face
sliced from the womb
this first day

will you be my clever man
my man
of high degree?

I erupt in lush vegetation
a secret serpent
coiled

ready to strike
a deadly embrace
bowl-shaped hollows

Kantju
Kali-tongue
flicking

ii.

"LEAF LIFTING, LIFE"

"LEAF LIFTING, LIFE"
Margaret Ann Waddicor 12th October 2011.

Like a leaf lifting in wind
life spins
the coin is tossed
the heads the tails
upside down
downside up

Fates whims
its seasons varied
dull and bright
alights on shadows
dimmed

Autumn's fairy
shreds the leaves
worn soft as silken dresses
realities shrouds of death
their breath now stolen from the mist

Birth of a Shadow Dancer

He was but a vampyre
in every sense of the word,

living life vicariously
through her to the absurd.

When he finally had her
under his powerful spell,

he continued to keep her hostage
subliminally, so she couldn't tell.

His passion's hues so very dark
she longed for his embrace,

she yearned to play within the shadows
where light was but a trace.

In the dankness of each evening
when the air began to cool,

she couldn't help but plead to him
to stop treating her so cruel.

Augusts' dark dying

Augusts’ dark dying

The sirens pass by the
lived in shadows
Frozen, the streets that
could have been wider
he had perceived

His dying was going to
be messy with noise
Surreal my mindset he laughed
with a pained expression,
so saddened to be leaving
her alone
Against an August world
still dark, unsafe.

Bad Witch/Good Witch

Bad Witch/Good Witch

sisters of the cauldron
stirring potions in the night
eye of newt and bat wing
for your ghoulish appetite

when brew 'tis made and done
they will happily conspire
a deadly spell of malice
while dancing round the fire

on night of All Hallows Even
drawing magic circles in the sand
they rise and play joining
with ghost and skeleton band

Good witches which there are few
on this night don't stand a chance
for all their deeds of good
should avoid the evil dance

For You All Who Know Me

Yeah,

I roam the world
and my cat’s whiskers;
give me the wisdom,
to follow you or any one...
Now I have seen Bombay 17 times
in my life...
ask me where you stay
and,
I will tell,
within
one hundred miles
I maybe wrong
hahahaa.....

I like and
I love
those who love me,
as friends
as I am only love hungry
I eat little
far less than what's needed for my age...
you all are lovely friends of Neopoet
So I love you all
from this far distance

6:36 in the morning

With a sky so grey,
       clouds arrive to break
                up its monotony,
with a wind so cold
       to an unseen
                stretch of limbs, howling
with a lake so hungry
       stealing shadows
                of wild geese, passing

days are shorter now,
pallid with an early decay,

       there is a distance
                I travel to the midnight moon, lamenting
with the streetlights, a loneliness.

Four "mind rhymes".

I have a cat
upon a mat
that is too fat
and that…is not salubrious.
It eats the rat
and eats the bat
and leaves the scat
and that…is downright tedious.
Its charm is flat
for such a brat
and will not chat
and that…is just discourteous.
So time this prat
became a hat
that I shall pat
on head and that is surely the end of this small poem.
(prat- buttocks [slang])

Assonance and Consonance

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