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June 2024 Contest Winners

June 2024 Contest Winners

 

The winner of the 06/24 Living With Depression is Rula with the following poem

 

A Way Out

Submitted by Rula

As night pulls down its wild dark curtains
And heavy eyelids drop lazily,
I ponder with spider-like loomed shadows,
Thoughts torture my broken, weary soul.

Everything around my room plays tricks;
Shadows with shattered hearts wander,
Carrying bloody, slaughtered dreams,
All howl, moan in pain, "that's insane, that's insane."

I seek a way out, is there no escape?
The door's locked with heavy chains.
Windows, it seems, are all covered with tar,
Behind the sill, bars add weight.

Then more spirits seep in, multiplying,
From nowhere, to heighten the scene.
I try to cry, but my own voice chokes me,
Then a louder voice declares, "There is no way out."

 

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The winner of the  06/24 Bucket List is Clentin with the following poem

 

 

My Bucket List

Submitted by Clentin

I fell in love with a heart so true,
I cherish moments, both old and new.
I learned from failures of the past
I pray these actions will always last

My bucket list as a young man, so vast,
A journey of self-discovery, meant to last.
I chased my dreams with passion and might,
In the pursuit of life, to find the light.

Now that life is closer to the end
My bucket list begins to bend
A list once so big and wide
Now is small but full of pride

I no longer wish for cars or money
I seek love and comfort and a bit of honey
I want to see my family live with success
Free of illness free of stress

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The winner of the 06/24 My First Internet Memory is Hon with the following poem.

My First Internet Memory-Google Search

Submitted by Hon

My first internet memory
this brings me to the
introduction of the
tutorial study through
the google online
surfing with the
fascinating of
opportunity to acquire
for a learning desire in
a science technology
of today’s global world
This interest starts from the
online searching to discover
unlimited learning ability tools
like an encyclopedia collection
with the resource information
for one share a broad
knowledge of understanding
through the adventure of
Internet Explorer with many
interesting selecting topics

 

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The winner of the 06/24 Five Percent Battery is RoseBlack with the following poem

 

Five Percent Battery

Submitted by RoseBlack

Running off fumes,
choking on smoke.
Sucking exhaustion
through pasty lips.

Engine's down a quart,
burn out,
Dark circles tell all,
who is about to fall.

Mercy lights,
Low battery,
jumper cables ignite.
Knock down, drag out fight.

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The winner of the 06/24 Overdraft is Geezer with the following poem

 

Overdraft the Monster

Submitted by Geezer

As the wind howls, I am reminded...
Reminded of the rippling sheet of rain,
a silver curtain billowing across the roof.
There will be water in the attic.

There is an overdraft there, going over.
The spirit of the storm, travels so fast,
it carries water over the edge, to the window below;
dropped, it clings to the wall, and sneaks in.

I've known about that overdraft, for quite some time.
I watched it as a child, awakened by the wind.
The monster that ate at my home, needed company,
I heard the pitiful moans, as the spirit tore at the shingles.

Now, we are together again, the spirit and I;
I am tempted to join it as it drags its familiar water
over the edge and into the draft, but no!
I cannot cling to the wall and re enter the house.

That would be an overdraft that I could not afford.

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Neopoet Weekly 06/23/24 to 06/29/24 Winner

This week’s winner is Mini with the following poem

 

The unexpected

Submitted by Mini

 

Falling in love with you
Is the most astonishing thing,
For I never imagined
That eyes so blue
Could captivate me so deeply,
Preoccupying my mind
With your enchanting presence,
Becoming a light
In my dark path,
Warmth
In the coldest winter,
Star
In the night sky
And joy
In sorrow

 

 

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Neopoet Weekly 06/16/24 to 06/22/24 Winner!

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!

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!

 

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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The stream (all workshops)

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I Compare You

I compare you to a mirror’s edge.
you are cunning, as you are cutting.
You are longing to distort my image.
When rough is what is in you,
Ah! The pain I cannot long contain.
When you are smooth and beguiling,
Glistening in the moon light, my soul,
My soul shall take heed of your reflection
And fly from your deceptive presence.

I shall compare you to a still water’s edge;
Like a pale reflection of the night sky,
You do not show your depth and power.

Ink imp

she peeks out from candlelight

into the shadows cast about

concrete chamber walls

silhouette blends

fades disappears

appears again

her tepid tears

fill a chalice

as she urges me

with silent taunts

to stain these

paper altars

with verse

SOGNSVANN WALK

SOGNSVANN WALK

Shy smile,
passing young girl,
wide view,
lazy dog walking,

a beer top,
dripping branches,
ploop in a dark pool,

leaves gathered
floating
edge of the lake,

a lacy condom
hangs,

mossy stones
slippery,
roots like steps,

the sudden rush
of a squirrel up a nearby
fir tree,

a cormorant sitting silent
at the end of a wooden pier;

the cry of a bird of prey

one leaf dances down,
glancing on branches
as it falls,

Wakeful Night

All night long
I stay awake
Eyes on the screen
I read them all
Posted pieces
They dance around
Some short and long
Rich in content
Varied in structure
From free verse
In feet and meters
Rhythmic heart beats
A fusion of words
In hearts of men

The Walking Man

I am just the walking man
Coming or going
And cannot promise you
Though I can, it’s uncertain
For there are times in the seasons
That I walk, coming to you
And others, away from you

Make your choice
Try your uncertain luck
And then wait or go
You cannot trust the oaths we swore
For to tell that which I am is difficult
Maybe just one walking man or thing
Coming here or going there

A Dark Minds Vista

The darkness of my cell
Keeps me still and quiet
As turmoil surrounds this hell

Laagering protecting my sanity
Has invited invaders into sanctuary
Distorting my self-made reality

Wild aborigine’s fire salvos
Cavorting in the flames of night
Their hellish dancing demands bravos

Not from where I am spectating
But from the vantage point of minions
While my walls begin incinerating

Out of the depths come cold fingers
Methodically pulling away at my gate
As I hear the canto of devilish singers

THE RUNAWAY FILES ......CONTINUED.

8:22 a.m.

"Why am i the keeper? Luke, i don't under-"
"Find Allie and Ben and get the heck out of the country. the fate of your lives and the others inside of that file depend on you. don't tell anyone about the file or that you talked to me. also don't try to hand that file off to anyone alright? it's your responsibility. if i find out you handed it off, i'll come find you and kill you."
"luke i still don't -"
"shut your trap and start going."

My val

Am sure you don't know. You just don’t know how much I care, you just don’t know how my head aches when I think of losing you, yet your thought still remains the cure to my aches. You just don’t know my tears, my loss for sleep, loss for taste and muse into holding you in my arms again when u left for school on J6.
Now! You must know u re my right, my choice, my taste, my dream come life, my joy out of tears, my smile and my totality.
You are the love cherished for this day
Love you

THE PAPIST

THE PAPIST

And so they came
with torch and flame
to the castle gate
to kill the monster
who lived there

Neither man, nor beast.
Not of Nature yet by nature
a child of God
a creature somewhere
in between

the townsmen dragged him
from his room.
now thinking he was doomed
the creature on his knees
was seen
to pray.

They all then stood
in awe and wonder
when
like a sudden clap of thunder
a voice was heard:

It’s My Life I Am Living.

Some say I should live
a different kind of way.
Drink and party more
find more time to play.
But I don’t want all that
I will do things my way.
It’s my life I am living
that’s how it will stay.

Others say, strive for better
to be like all the rest.
Have much more ambition
always try to be the best.
That’s not what I want
and isn’t how it will be.
It’s my life I am living
my life belongs to me.

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