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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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It is all "Love"

Submitted by Augusto on Sat, 2012-05-05 08:35

It is a step ahead,
It is a walk forward,
It is a road all new,
It is a path I chose,
It is a journey that is slow,
It is a speed to know,
It is time all to remember,
It is a joyful environment to be,
It is a feeling to be with you,
It is a caress that changed me,
It is a word that pulled me to you,
It is all "Love".

The Journey

Submitted by romantic_bohemian on Sat, 2012-05-05 08:27

I hate this, I scolded my subconscious mind
This sense of detachment from reality, feeling hopeless
For the first time, I am not in control, powerless
After a few minutes of negativity and wallowing in self-pity
I told myself : Get over yourself, It’s not worth it

I took a deep breath

I took an imaginary ride to my inner self
A place I always go, that corner in the depths of my being
My heart and its quiet desperation for freedom, to live beyond conventionalism
Does not help either

No corruption in our bones

Submitted by weirdelf on Sat, 2012-05-05 06:21

In piss and shit and filth we grovel deep
Our masters grin so smugly at our plight
So helpless we abase ourselves in sleep
Yet knowing that there is a way to fight

On Wall Street and each other sign of wealth
Our presence can’t be lied away as mad
There is no longer any need for stealth
The fight is a political jihad

No mercy for corrupt and greedy pricks
Their time has come and changes start to show
we will not fall for trickle down’s last tricks
the bosses will be struck a deadly blow

The Centre

Submitted by judyanne on Sat, 2012-05-05 03:25

The I at the centre of my universe
is mentally, physically so unaware
that multiple sentience, widely diverse
with manifold centres of I's, with me share

through various insights accorded to all
the wonders of manifest here for the soul
The better for digest and easy recall
the singular works are removed from the whole

The entire universe splintered and vibrant
decoded by infinite angles of view
examined by limitless sense, endless agents
and never one single I really accrues

MERCY

Submitted by Linda Moses on Sat, 2012-05-05 00:48

We have become a people who turn their
Backs on their own in need
Beggars' they are, pay them no heed

Even the animals have more compassion
Why should we bother if no one's there
to hear their cries of hunger and fear?

If you listen closely, you will hear
the sounds of a dying society
We are reaching the point of calamity

Remember well that mercy shown shall be mercy owned
Take care, take care

C R A C K E R .. J A C K E D

Submitted by Esker on Sat, 2012-05-05 00:34

hump the kisses
the cream you butter
from rancid dreams

and that snarl pulled
like Lucifers loose button
at your crotch

steamy metaphors shoving
limbed wheeled tracks
all those whom became
ghosts

swallow your fucking pride you
pointing the automatic
against my temple
how I worshipped
the cracker jack treat
the brokeness under the
heel of night

Don't die on me

Submitted by Search on Fri, 2012-05-04 23:06

I don’t ask for much,
I really don’t
But know I ask that you don’t die on me,

Because I haven’t spent my life or my words
Making you worry about me,
So please don’t make me worry about you,

It wouldn’t be fair if I go on and worry about you,

Because if I do,
Then I would have failed you,
I would have let you down,

So please don’t die on me today.

Stan and Anders (Prose Workshop)

Submitted by wesley snow on Fri, 2012-05-04 19:40

I'm way too late to play here, but this is Stan's cold write and my lifeless poem.

Workshop: 
FROM PROSE TO POETRY

MY FAIL

Submitted by I Am Peace I Am... on Fri, 2012-05-04 19:29

The sweet deceptions.
These lies to my ears.
They tear me open.
And feed my tears.

The mask.
Covered disguise.
Have been the sweet tooth truth. Not the bitter lies.

The vile acidic reflection.
As I peer into the reflected agony. The big or little correction.
Changed the way my mind prospers.

The mortal realization.
The castles of my own failure.
I am my own creation.
While I am also my own deflation.

I am not the round a bout guy.
The bend over and pick it up where it used to lye.

LONG LOST FRIEND PROSE TO POEM FINAL EDIT(i think)

Submitted by PRECIOUSLYSET1 on Fri, 2012-05-04 16:06

Return to me, oh silent one,
dear friend of yester-year
Proclaim in me
of what you see
and all we've learned to fear

Originally legitimated reasons
of concern
quickly turn into more profound statements
of deterioration learned

Mental stability needs constant repair
causes of disappearing
and fearing
now finally shared

Workshop: 
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