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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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Ain't all Sugar and Spice

Submitted by sueb on Fri, 2012-11-16 07:05

Ain't all sugar and spice
Do your bidding
Who ya kidding?
this ain't no wallflower
relinquishing her power
this is a goddess of grace
letting you occupy her space
So better be nice
she ain't all sugar and spice
Think twice

genesis dawn

Submitted by judyanne on Fri, 2012-11-16 06:01

at the end
the void
without form
empty

the nothing
from which everything came

what is nothing?
It is a conundrum for
the moment I think about it
it becomes something

and
I may escape
the pulse of my heartbeat
but I cannot
flee thought
.

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Mindful Memorable Freeform: The Challenge

v i s c e r a l ...........

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2012-11-15 23:32

effigy
terse longing
we have strung out our bows
swiftly

the cool iris intimate
the fletching ready
steady on the knee
like a proposal

I hear the tenderness
of your ghost

it makes me cry

release and
realize

that love is meant to die

Galvanic Idée Fixe

Submitted by The Aural Alchemist on Thu, 2012-11-15 23:28

Succumb to these
Visions that you're seeing
Please
For I am those
I'm that ever-present being
What I am, nobody knows
Curiosity only grows and grows
Possibly the missing link?
Do you think?
Maybe,
I suppose
New places never been
I know you'll like it
Just let me in
What?
A perfect fit?
Fuck, not again!

Drowning

Submitted by bossladyone on Thu, 2012-11-15 20:40

Drawn into a darkness of peace
An overwhelming sense of caution
There is in the mind much despair
But the heart is searching for healing

Not knowing where it comes from
This demon inside is drowning hope
While taking away the breath of joy
Feeling smothered in a pit of gloom

How does one overcome the unknown
The shadow of darkness as a friend
That has created chaos, a gift with a smile
Sinking deeper than comes escape

REAL PUPPETS DON'T CRY [ For Ian]

Submitted by Geremia on Thu, 2012-11-15 14:09

REAL PUPPETS DON’T CRY

Each day I see
another part of me
fall away
and I wonder
what I will become
tomorrow

but then there are
those sudden occurrences.
I’m thrown off my feet
no warning.
no mercy
and nothing is ever
the same again.

They tell me
it’s all in the “journey”.
not a thing
I can do.
no place to hide.
no one to pray to
I’m just a puppet
on a string
waiting
to
fall…

Changes

Submitted by Ross Hamilton Hill on Thu, 2012-11-15 14:02

Changes

The pleasure boats of promise sail away.
An avalanche of friends; don't want to stay.

From high stepping love, the wounded heal.
Hands locked together praying all they feel.

Babes finalize a fond, farewell salute.
Kisses sadly blown like Krishna’s flute.

All for love I guess, they graciously
give more than get, pretending that it’s free.

Keep winter warm with summer’s dog-eared map.
Heat the hearth with twigs that burn and snap.

Thoughts from Guinievere

Submitted by BettyBuff on Thu, 2012-11-15 09:12

I'm a figment of a
nations
imagination
yet i'm woman
still
and strong

I embody all Queenly
graces
yet
naturally act like
Jill or John

What was the mad
Welsh Monks
idea to make me
like a pedestal?

Just so I could
fall from ancient
grace
have punishment
pushed in my face

'The Great Arturus'!
my Romano-Brit
Romeo-
I toy with you
you know I do

It's All In The Eyes

Submitted by sueb on Thu, 2012-11-15 07:07

The eyes always my first point of contact
Can make my heart contract
They can make me foolishly act
that's a known fact

It's not a smile
that will me beguile
but a twinkle in an eye
that I espy

They say eyes are the reflections of the soul
maybe that can explain to me their romantic role
A wink, a blink can make my confidence rise or sink
I lose all ability to think

If you like me stare, flirt, emphasise
whatever you want just use your eyes
They have the power to hypnotise

Not Alone

Submitted by John32 on Thu, 2012-11-15 03:13

When times Are hard.
And things look bad,
You feel alone,
And Are so sad,
When things,
Get crazy ,
In your head,
The things you done,
And also said,
When all the world,
Is At your door,
And you feel,
You cant take,anymore
Just pick a person
In your life.
Be it your Daughter,
Mother or wife,
concentrate on what,
They mean,
Things you done,
The places you been,
The good the bad,
Happy And sad,
It wont solve,
The Issues
That Are there,

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