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

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-09-28 15:22

   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!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-09-21 14:59

                                                                                      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!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Thu, 2024-09-19 21:21

 

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!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-09-14 14:30

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

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sun, 2024-09-08 00:50

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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Beauty Sleep

Submitted by Ian.T on Wed, 2013-01-23 13:34

Beauty Sleep

I sat watching shadows outside my window
Thrown through the trees by golden lamps
Those that clung to the Earth from the Moon
Breezes drifted them all to and fro as the Ocean

Too warm to sleep, I let dream time come and go.
Each patch, casting a memory into fleeting spaces
Drifting so, I rested into your gentle feelings.
Shadows out there,a tilt, the flick of your hair

The Silence of Solstice

Submitted by docmaverick on Wed, 2013-01-23 10:37

In the dark, cold air of Winter
the shadows play games for so long,

each breath of air so sufficiently crisp
can freeze the words to Winter's, cold song.

This chilly breath escapes the season's
lips, when Solstice is here;

and the season exhales a meloncholy
that whispers in every ear;

which reminds us that another one
has joined the others, as did the last;

the season's chill cannot keep still
until the year officially enters the past.

Memories

Submitted by sueb on Wed, 2013-01-23 09:17

Memories form a cascade of magical treats
pooling as years around our feet
each one in danger of drowning in the mundane
secreted somewhere deep in our brain
fading in time
written in rhyme
hidden 'til we stop to reminisce
our little gems of happiness
treasure them always
there the good old days
remembrance of times past
a joy that lasts and lasts

warning

Submitted by Jenifer James on Wed, 2013-01-23 04:29

swings and dodgems, children's' slides
brightly painted waltzing rides
one minute I embrace the sky!
the next I scream that I will drown
as we plunge -
down!
so be careful where you take me, love
candy floss and rubber snakes
false jewels and coloured paste
roundabouts can nauseate
and I would rather find my place
feet firmly -

on the ground

Judas Kiss

Submitted by Seren on Wed, 2013-01-23 04:27

everything you’ve said
 whispers round to me
   here now I sit
    this warning is free
dead are my dreams
 in your pretense of care
  sweeping the misery
    as you reek of despair
A fair weather friend
 in the mirror narcissus
  your lies pave roads
   a consummate actress
I have begun to believe
 ricin flows in your veins
  everything you touch
   weeps of black stains
all poison you leach
 flows right back to me
  and as I found out
   I raged disbelief
a roaring rant

lovely pragmatic ramble

Submitted by loved on Wed, 2013-01-23 01:02

all pain ought to be forgotten
once life has been milked fully,
birth and death are two faces of the same coin
one can't exist without the other...

so smile as you cast off the pain
and take leave of mankind,
let others not grieve as you fly into the wilderness
let them too celebrate your having walked this way,
some day we too shall fly away....

.....E...S....S....E....N....C.....E......

Submitted by Esker on Tue, 2013-01-22 23:48

Rain is speaking
beneath the sky
a paper roams
indifferent filling dark
eyes on font

subtle soft like chalk

a dampness clinging
full of illusions

the pains of growth
healed and broken

I remember our river
chilled with the spring
the slush flowing swift
like blossoms of winter

gardens of lush
knowing

I remember the summers
we put away the love
in sacred places
treasured however

soiled with rain
and swept sweet
with light

WHY DO SALMON SWIM UPSTREAM

Submitted by Geremia on Tue, 2013-01-22 19:15

WHY DO SALMON SWIM UPSTREAM

I know the touch of love
and the passion of an embrace
for I am fire
burning embers of life's desire
I don't want to feel
your sad caresses.
I don't want your voice
to speak its tears
or your embraces hold my fears..

let your heart tell me
tomorrow
and hold me close
when tomorrow never comes.

I am fire
I am passion
I know the touch of love.
don't let me see my dying
in your eyes
let me live illusion's lies.

Premonition to Perdition

Submitted by BettyBuff on Tue, 2013-01-22 17:39

The shape perplexing
in the dreary twilight
all nights empty
battle
with rest

in strange awakenings
the full horror
lifts
like
strangling mist

my life's purpose
running
tripping
stumbling
away from me

"come back darling!"
shouting through
toxic twines
crossing
like eccentric
wiring through
limbs

no avail
flopping discovery
sucking air
to breathe
collapsing balloons
for lungs
bursting agony

Reflection

Submitted by Ian.T on Tue, 2013-01-22 14:16

I looked with disbelief in the mirror

I knew that face so well, over many years

We have grown like identical twins

Time and time again smiling the same

.

Why did we not see this creep of age.

It has taken the youth from us

Destroying smooth skin and dimpled chin

I wonder why I still feel the same

.

You stare back and I can see your smile

You cannot hide anything from me

In days of good health and when I am Ill

You always look how I feel

.

I trust you with all my ways

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