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Neopoet Weekly 09/22/24 to 09/28/24 Winner!

   This Week’s winner is Jokerface82

 

THE WRATHFUL SEA

 

Her salted bludgeoning maw
swallowed vessels and galleys
with its green saline gullet of
ulcers
barnacles, and a throat full of oily
spots of acne sticky limpets

Treasures guarded by a circle
of sharks in an ocean restaurant
pinching crabs,
and swaying seaweed keeping naval
secrets.

A wave of wrathfulness, tossing
clubbing, floating ships, drowning
them into the abyss.
stripping seamen Into
skeletons with silent screams.

Supported by a howling killer
of a storm . Ripping, blowing holes
into arthritis wooden decks into oblivion
into the coldest dark depths.

         

 

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Nepoet Weekly 09/15/24 to 09/21/24 Winner!

                                                                                      This Week’s winner is Jokerface82

 

Grandiose Majestic Mountain

There stood a majestic
Craggy face with razor blade
Edges of a monstrous
time honoured mountain

Turning its rocky nose up
at anything below him, robust
Jagged and risky, high stabbing
armour with White shark tip
Cut throated fins.

Bald rugged with a silent manner
cold stone as white as marshmallow
steep and strong, bold and old
broad frosted shoulders

With powdered freckles and a storm grey
complexion it wore a white necklace
and a frosted crown, made
by heaven.

 

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Autumn Arrival Image Prompt Contest Winner!

 

The Winner of the Autumn Arrival Image Prompt Contest is  scribbler

 

AUTUMN'S CUSP

 

 

Mid October a cool day
with a northern cooling breeze.
All hints of summer gone away.
The few green leaves are just a tease.

Tomorrow will bring the first frost
so this day finds me 'neath the trees
absorbing warmth before its lost
and limbering up titanium knees.

For I'm not what I once was.
Time has seen that I am not,
So I sit on a stump to take a pause
and breathe autumn's scent which I'd forgot.

Then turn my face up to the sky
as cool front winds begin to blow.
I watch the clouds as they race by.
They leave like friends I used to know.

My eyes water from sun's glare
so I drop my head down to my chest
letting my chin settle there
while I count the ways that I am blessed.

I'm blessed with our cabin in the trees
I'm blessed with seeing one more fall.
I'm blessed with grandchildren to tease.
I'm blessed with being here at all.

I watch a squirrel climb to its nest
for now the sun is getting low
so ere' it reaches ridge's crest
I arise then turn and go.

 

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Neopoet Weekly 09/8/24 to 09/14/24 Winner!

This Week’s Winner is  Edward nigma

 

 Cage of cards

 

 Chaotically clustered
cage of
cards covering
all
cynically silent
sides of life
plainly plastered
before my
persistently passing
presence of
the present day.
Thoughtlessly thrashing
out the leisurely
overlapping lanes
of possibilities
prancing through
the pressuring palms
of probability.
With a single stern stomp
taking back the cross
mask of control.
There steadily
stumbled down
the obliquely built
walls of ambiguity
freely falling at
my frivolously
fleeting feet.
Vigorously revealing
the vaguely vapid
valley of victorious
vultures who
persistently preys
upon the weak
minded ones
who decisively numb
themselves within naivety .
But still
I walk forth
ahead through
the foreboding facade
of fear
lying before me.

 

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Neopoet Weekly 09/01/24 to 09/07/24

This Week’s Winner is Trail

 

Echoes

 

Once there was a man
Who wrote beautiful music
He wrote the music because he was sad
He was sad because he was all alone

But he was noticed for his music
He ended up being loved for it
And in being loved
He lost his sadness
And his music soon after

 

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The stream (all workshops)

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Ex Nihilo-- edit

EX NIHILO

Out of nowhere I “became”
One of many
Many in one.
I am my name
the quintessential identity
In human history
matrix of a million years
and more.
The world lives in my seed
I am DNA
Atoms crashing into being.
I follow two
Then four
Eight
Sixteen
Ad infinitum.

Transcending Thought

The power of transcending thought
A vast virgin field waits, open to exploration
so little is known about how a mind works

I would like to believe this is possible
glimpses of this unknown entity
have passed through the portals
of this persons thoughts

If one concentrates will the words
flow to a recipient?
yes,they can and have

How many would believe this so
or would it be brushed away as crumbs
of insanity?

Chrys
Keep your heart as open as a shrine(Bob Seeger)

Las Vegas!

the world is a place for big gossip
and
bigger money
Adam and Harry both had
and
have a xxxxxx incher
both help growth of future progeny
why should you care about anybody?
celebrity or no celebrity
tis funny how guys love to make money
upon the privacy of nubile folks

let all sex be personal,
privacy invasion a curse
and
newspapers should not pursue
just because the guy is someone,
isn't he just a post teenager some one?
and

BRANCHES (memorable free form shop)edit 1

I take a break along my path
which led me to be here
and my journey looking back

seems clear

Still, I recall forks aplenty
from here they all point the way
like arrows aimed straight at the past
...................toward choices passed

Indeed the last fork even now
fades with the overgrowth of time
leaving but the trail I trod
to this present piece of sod
to now

Leaving Daylight

Leaving Daylight

The train is leaving daylight
traversing into the shadows
wheels are spewing fire
they light up the night
and I it's only rider
as this train leaves daylight

streamline is it's body
forged of blackened steel
from the kiln
of the devils realm
this train that leaves daylight

Many a soul has rode this train
with it's banshee sounding squeal
I but one,for deeds I've done
will ride again and again

Banging Away...

Sound of gongs upon the wind of lust
Makes her passion rise

Turns her promises to dust

Night-time rhythms on repeat
Keep the pattern

Here’s a gong that you can beat

Jacky-boy can make her smile
She feels special

He does it all the while

Thirst of the body, rules over the brain
Crescendo is real near

Thunder now and rain

The echoed tones of a brassy gong
Fills their hearts

In time to a summer song

Bang the Gong...for rhyme and patterns workshop II

Sound of gongs upon the wind of lust
Makes her passion rise

Turns her promises to dust

Night-time rhythms on repeat
Keep the pattern

Here’s a gong that you can beat

Jacky-boy can make her smile
She feels special

He does it all the while

Thirst of the body, rules over the brain
Crescendo is real near

Thunder now and rain

The echoed tones of a brassy gong
Fills their hearts

In time to a summer song

Like hasty hurried hummingbirds
before the first cool autumn breeze
names and places, even words
fade like mundane memories

Whisps of mists are all that's left
of a mind once crisp and clear
ere long my mind will be bereft
of even those I now hold close

Before ability absconds
I'll go on one last woodland wander
Ere Alshimmers steals my sole
I'll.....I'lll....I'll what? I sit and wonder
Before....Befive.....Honeybees....BB's....................

EIN SPATZ

killing wings
she spreads
and in her legs she cradles

BOMBEN

harvester of darkness
slipstream
godess

bringing Valkryies mighty honors
in the vanquished anguished
eve

the torrent of the sins deliverance
by pure beauty
by pure creed

sieve

heavy night air sags
motionless
waiting for rain
as misty blue jazz
seeps
through a lingering haze

a sullen sigh
a twinge of heartache
and for the moment
sadness seems cool

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