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April 2024 Contest Winners

Submitted by neopoet contests on Tue, 2024-04-30 20:38

Congratulations to our April 2024 contest winners!

Spring Fling  was won by Carrie with the poem Spring Fling

04/24 I Was An April Fool was won by Geezer with the poem Fooled Again...

04/24 Waiting In Line was won by  Mary Beth Magee  with the poem The Last Time

04/24 Are We There Yet?  Was won by Rula with the poem We're Almost There For It

04/24 My Favorite Cookie was won by Leslie with the poem After school treat!

Poetry Month 2024 Imagine Contest Vote

Submitted by Apostolos "Paul... on Mon, 2024-04-29 23:58

Vote for this month’s image prompt contest winner

Voting ends May 6th 2024.

Vote at the end of this newsletter.

 

Backwards

By: Carrie

G
All the things that I wanna write
C
Have been written
G
All the songs that I wanna sing
D
Have been sung,
G
All the things that I wanna say
C
Have been said before
D A Em G
All the things that I wanna do have been done.

G
I wanna fly a kite
A
At night instead of day,
C
I wanna drive a big old truck
D
The opposite way
G
I wanna laugh when I’m sad,
C
And cry when I’m happy and gay
D A
I wanna do what no one’s done
G
Any other day.

G
I wanna wear all my clothes
A
Wear em all inside out,

C
I wanna be real quiet,
D
When everybody else wants to shout
G
I wanna see the stars
C
When everybody else sees the sun
D
I want my day to end
C G
When everybody else’s has begun.

C D
Wouldn’t it be weird, wouldn’t it be funny and strange
A
If everyone thought like this,
G
Slightly deranged.

 

 

Lost Love

By: Alex Tanner

Should I recall those blissful times
When we like climbing flowers entwined;
Our blossoms scented evenings air
As Love and Lust forsook our cares.

Your laugh was soft and gentle,
A butterflies wings in spring,
Dancing on the sunbeams
Enough to make me sing.

Eyes so bright they sparkled
Diamonds on moonlit snow;
Flashing hither and thither
To make my pulse race so.

We held each other gentle
Yet tight so not to break,
Though deep, our love could never last,
Different paths our lives would take.

For fleeting months we tarried,
Each time we met we knew
This may be the last time
For lovers hours are few.

If I love ten thousand women
Tis you I will recall;
You gave yourself so willing,
For your passion I did fall.

On black nights as the wind howls,
As I lie in a bed so cold,
Your soft voice echoes 'cross the years
To warm my lonely soul.

                                                                                                                                         

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Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/21/24 to 04/27/24 Contest Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-27 23:40

This week the Neopoem is

 

 Whistle Stop Grove by Izzi Reinier

 

Let us congratulate Izzi Reinier on his first contest win as a neopoet member.

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I missed it

Submitted by t. reflexion on Tue, 2012-05-15 00:39

I missed the point by being naïve
That was long ago in time past
When I resolved to be honest
Straight and trusty in my dealings
This great step passed commendation
But lacked the tact in rough weather
When wolfs from dark shadows
Stalked unsuspected passers by
I became the easy game hunt
A victim’s mentality sown
In the head of a full blown man
You broke the law of the council
By hauling eggs in one basket
Trusting too much in what you hear
Or doing what you considered right

All the Love Locked in Your Heart

Submitted by Kailashana2 on Mon, 2012-05-14 11:20

The bosom of God heaved
with breath
and like Adam I was cast out
searching for the proverbial Eve;
from the bones of my ancestors
I succumbed,
and the Garden grew in my absence.

I was unwary of evil,
knew nothing of temptation,
all my geese were tamed and blind;
they left no shadows in the sky.

We are here, absorbing the sun
while denying the moon
and her light
let it be,
just let it be.

Return for the first time,
there is love locked in your heart.

Visions In The Fire

Submitted by Candlewitch on Mon, 2012-05-14 11:17

Visions In The Fire

I sense a culmination
in close approximation
it brings a shudder
this sensation
of expected expiration
like embers glowing
in the campfire
soon to burn out
like dying note of
polished lyre
I note the winds have changed
carrying smoke
and defoliated leaves
with the changing season
my heart grieves
and yearns for
lost days gone by
the ghosts that fly
in the face of
our awaited tomorrows

The Valedictorian

Submitted by themoonman on Mon, 2012-05-14 07:49

She was a sooner-cum-loudly,
the top of her class,
genuine guttural groans
when I'd smack on that ass

and like any boy scout
I was always prepared
when she wanted it done
no level was spared

I'd slow down the roll
like the rest of us should
so I wouldn't let go
till she was all good

... and with a sigh of relief
flipped my hat in the air
I graduated with honor
at the college of Claire.

L U C I D U M .. I N T E R V A L L U M

Submitted by Esker on Sun, 2012-05-13 22:58

there are wafers of dust hope
clinging to the torn nylon pockets
Neon green bottles with milligram
trips

perfume amber sweet and mysterious
noxious serpent that winds and wends
its way about the nocturne night flesh
of your throat

dream constrictor
rush of headlamp hypnotic
tremble when the ash of
the hit settles like the grey
soot on our savaged ruins

footprints in silence
you lead me
turning back
with that brow
fallen

the wet spark
flickering in that
dark soul

GoinGoing,Gone

Submitted by China Blue on Sun, 2012-05-13 18:57

Going , Going, Gone

Going is the present
fading into the past

Going is the past
fading into the present

Thought rides the high winds
Being tossed and thrown into both

Gone is the future
It no longer lives

It's diabolical laughter
ringing through my fears

Gone the reality
of unending dream

Ghostly images paled by light
returning only in the dead of night

Taunting, haunting going on
tempting me to do what is wrong

going going going
Till I'm gone

My Sonny Days

Submitted by docmaverick on Sun, 2012-05-13 16:21

It doesn't take a holiday,
or any special time of year;

in fact, nothing "external"
what I love, or my worst fear;

coerces me to "feel" this way
I see no "rainbows", or "chirping birds",

over my years of writing continuously
I still fail to find those words!

Every "t" I cross, or "i" I dot
fail in the "mechanics", as on I write;

but, because of you, I persevere;
I want you to know, with all my might!

Workshop: 
Shark Pool (initial workshop)

Confess

Submitted by washing tears on Sun, 2012-05-13 15:05

Confess, my love
I swear I was always right
I held in my arms, the one and only source of light
You will, you will; be what’s always wrong with me
And I will, I will; change what I can see

Confess, my heart
Was torn all apart
In your hands you held, my one and only love
You will, you will; be the end of me
And I will, I will; break internally

And when your sky comes crashing on you
Will you reach for me, or one of your loves?
And I said, “I can love no one, but you”
Believe me, I am true…

A Swans Gannet..

Submitted by Roscoe Lane on Sun, 2012-05-13 04:55

A Swan’s Gannet…

Back then in a year called seventy four,
we just about knocked on heavens door.
Because heaven isn’t that bloody far away,
and it sure isn’t what the christians say.
No heaven is right here on this earth,
it’s a state of being it’s what you're worth.

I meant LOL

Submitted by loved on Sat, 2012-05-12 23:53

There was a silenced lull,
on the Neopoets site,
For a while,
my heart skipped many a beat
and how about yours
twas the teary eyes
of passers bys
who consoled me alright
that soon the site will again
be in sight
twas.

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