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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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Treat you and cure you WUJANTO

Submitted by cauchy3 on Fri, 2012-12-07 23:11

Treat you and cure you WUJANTO….
Treat by partly exposed for preventions. Treat our china tyrants acute durations by plots will need the help of his wife. First in views is he do not hope to kill his own wife.
All at once is to put away WUJANTO guns and send away all his pawns. Then by ways WUJANTO is criticize as bad as he likely had in normal.
Thus give WUJANTO a chance to miff without killing.
Final step give back WUJANTO his guns and follower men.

Memory

Submitted by Ian.T on Fri, 2012-12-07 18:11

I whisper you name
Am I so mad to feel
Those touches of long ago

I have taken your ways
moulded them to mine
will you feel it in time

I become angry at this space
Empty hands, a tender heart
tender thoughts miles apart

Each day I build a bridge
there in my mind where I lay
with you along side my form

Wishing to have been born
On another shore it is sad
My thoughts walk those shores

I have in my stupidity
Had chances given to me
By others as I journeyed so

a breaking in the silence

Submitted by Seren on Fri, 2012-12-07 05:38

whisper to me in dark places,
unshackling my mute form

revive the thousand voices,
I have sustained in a forever
unspoken and formless
so as to be forgotten,
it was in a night-scape,
the void of sound
negated speech

I break into flight,
with an oath choking
on my first cry

I drift on the hair of my nape,
as the weave of my cloth
spirals, for a moment

as gums bleed out
the rhythm in my shade, refrains

of human creativity

Submitted by loved on Fri, 2012-12-07 05:28

thou makest me feel

indispensable
maybe ,indisposable
may, what else
ingarbageable

but I'm glad many Neopoets follow you
and
the stamp of

free verse
which
is no curse

let it rest about my shoulders,
we are all trained to carry heavy boulders,

the Taj Mahal wouldn't have ever been built
unless guys like you and I
weren’t made to
under the over weights
be killed

Torch

Submitted by cauchy3 on Thu, 2012-12-06 23:55

Torch..
Mantle sealed is tiger stamps.
All infringe are tyrants tanks.
Full in blasts are tyrants’ forces.
China tyrant fires as torch.

Torch is bad and torch is mad.
Baths and combs are monkey heads.
Laagers tents are fail but safe.
Empty talks with sins are faith.

Faithless royal P.L.A. come.
Funny farms have funny counts.
Waves aside are china faith.
Baffle gaps are china says.

V I S S I O N .. thirteen Megaton

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2012-12-06 21:37

collide my accelerator
and activate me

Flash me

this fuller respite
torn from the grasp
the jagged fingers of joy

Phoenix style
from the ashes
rising

Love fused
silica paragraphs
fall black chapters

hapless release
in slipstream
torment

( fuselage nose art...."Celestial Mermaid" )

A Golden Eagle

Submitted by drachm on Thu, 2012-12-06 20:20

A Golden Eagle

He Crept

Submitted by sueb on Thu, 2012-12-06 14:35

He crept up on me
slowly
played my strings
tenderly
lowered walls
gingerly
built trust
persistently
teased me
constantly
praised me
loudly
I love him
unconditionally

Azimuth

Submitted by Seren on Thu, 2012-12-06 05:08

I watch as twilight
creeps over the Brothers,
stars re-birth
beckoning over
mountains

a shimmering black mantel
conceals Azimuth,
her seductive ebony lips

slide,
over the lamp

A visage of ivory
looks upon earth, drifting
shadow to shadow
passing as a will-o-wisp
of ebony vistas,

always out of reach

still,
the Horizon
mesmerizes me,
ebony lips and a mantel
of seduction,
rolls with reverence effaced,
Azimuth’s arms await,

Cure China WUJANTO madness

Submitted by cauchy3 on Wed, 2012-12-05 22:36

Cure for china tyrants like WUJANTO..
ACKADAY CHINA! NO FREEDOM AGAIN NO RIGHTS!.
Powers fetishism bosses are over lords.’
All people fetishism worship evil ways as acts or gestures from china tyrants.
Wiling victims eat their plums. Placeman places may be upper classes.
Varying degrees of forces for torments and squeezes may come up.
Laws enforcements all deterrence all is total.
Congresses members most are mandated.
Mandatory self is purest commies.
Change and lack for doing rights are china tyrants. LACKADAY all is china.

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