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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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Summer Image Prompt Contest Vote

Submitted by neopoet contests on Wed, 2024-06-12 23:01

Please read the following poems

And vote below.

Voting ends June 19th 2024

 

 

 

Abandoned

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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Summer Image Prompt Challenge-Sailing

By: Hon

 

In the sailing wind blow
pacing along with the flow
feeling at ease and contented
under the vast blue sky
the spray of the fresh air
embarking on a new journey
traveling miles far apart
carrying with a curious mind
awaiting for a new opportunity
embracing with a sense of hope
bringing with an emotional ride
through many different stages
at the endless spending time
finding own destination
with each tale of the story
comes with lessons
instilled with the thought
life is a learning experience
that takes where it goes
a place that holds special
to the heart that embraces
like home

 

 

 

 

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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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Love Reigns

Submitted by Rainy Day on Sun, 2012-04-01 02:06

Dusk still,
Sky red,
Blue shadows,
Touch flower beds,
Flickering flames,
Embers aglow,
Light up the dark,
Like the soul,

Silver clouds,
Soft and slight,
Moon bathes us,
In her light,
Stars wink,
You blush,
I smile,
Then flush,

Grass moist,
With dew,
But all I feel,
Is you,
Warm and humid,
Soft rose,
My darling’s mouth,
Beautiful to behold,

a dreamy night

Submitted by Barbara Writes on Sat, 2012-03-31 22:51

a dreamy night

I remember the nights beginning
a smooth taste
strong nightcap
to take the edge off

a sip of the joy juice
bitter on the tongue
takes the pain by the throat
kept at bay until morning

there's a lot to talk about
not much remembered
abundance of hearty laughter
over everything said and done

I awake at dawn
measuring foggy thoughts
peering through cloudy scenes
from the night before

We Tell Ourselves Stories

Submitted by WonderGolly on Sat, 2012-03-31 20:30

We tell ourselves stories
Of days that we are glad
Sad
Bad
Times that are hard
When with our bear hands
We scratch through rocks of insanity
Seeking out broken answers
To illuminate our puzzled existence
As the threshold into our souls
Are shut tight by the nightmares of our yesterdays
That comes to haunt our present selves
And threaten the tranquility of our tomorrows
As we dream bitter of the meadows
And the bliss waterfalls at the countryside.

FADED TRACES

Submitted by scribbler on Sat, 2012-03-31 09:35

Rectangles spaced around the wall
each below a hook or nail
they're just darker spots, that's all
where paint has not yet faded pale

Easy to guess what once hung there
works of art within a frame
beauty the artists tried to share
perhaps in quest for fleeting fame

But the paintings all are gone
unfaded shapes are all that's left
on the walls they hung upon
which somehow now seem all bereft

Womb to Tomb

Submitted by lou on Sat, 2012-03-31 07:11

Womb To Tomb

We were born naked kicking and screaming
Infinite potential personified and gleaming
Dragged into the iridescent light of a new day

Perfectly oblivious, fabulously ignorant
Unsullied by human intervention
Blissful sublime in our naivety

Held safe against your mother's breast
The womb was not yet vacated
The cord unbroken

School begins and the world rushes in
We are forever altered
Our senses assaulted by the reality of life

Escape From a Trait-Jacket

Submitted by docmaverick on Sat, 2012-03-31 05:17

Love learns to forgive
friends learn "quick!", to smile,

pain will recall
every step of each mile;

betrayals hold grudges,
as each memory protects;

difficult tasks teach temperance,
while melancholy reflects.

Sincerity sounds truthful,
prepared leaders must leave;

the successful adopt, joy!
While the lonely must grieve;

Honesty can turn gullible,
lust and passion feels right;

grace showers with blessings,
where anger tries to ignite!

LOVING YOU DEEPLY

Submitted by AmmaKonadu on Sat, 2012-03-31 03:25

(To my father, for being just who he is)

My heart swells up and bounces around in my chest like a balloon
When I stand at my window and from a distance, notice you
“He is mine…he is mine” is all I can think of
When I see you like that…close enough

You keep me going strong, my grand Oak tree
You keep watch over me, my strongest Martial Eagle
What would I have been up to…where I would I have been
If you were not mine…so humble and regal

Where The Water Never Ends

Submitted by Barbara Writes on Fri, 2012-03-30 19:15

large white gazing ball
hangs upon nothing
in the dark canopy above
billowing canvas

myraids of crystals
pierce black pillows
at the farthest point
where the water never ends

silver sprayed twinkling shine
staining the glassy sea

for Michael (4)

Submitted by Kailashana2 on Fri, 2012-03-30 18:13

Thank you for leaving me enough room
to roam behind the splitting room of departure.

You wasted agony on me, but it was I who agonized
in a burning bed
the fire still between us
when your heart, paper thin with Osho,
too much red wine and calamari (and you said
goodbye to another
woman's daughter),
crushed your life into divinity and fragments
of my mourning veil
swooped down like a lusty
black angel, singing tenderly
the long feather of eternal night

SUBJECT MATTER

Submitted by Geremia on Fri, 2012-03-30 17:27

SUBJECT MATTER
You are a shadow now
simply subject of my art
lingering behind
some lines of poetry
but there are times
when suddenly
the ghost of you
stands in front of me
and my heart sinks
again

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