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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

Winning 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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For Esker

What can I say of your poems?

I would like to own them,
hand-written on parchment with torn edges.
I would like to stick them on my walls
and keep some in my pocket
to give to strangers in the street.

One of the few

We can all spend a lifetime searching
Searching for that final piece
The part that makes us whole
That makes the pain of life
Disappear into nothingness
Imagine.
After a full life
Long after you have stopped seeking
That mystical something
Lands in your lap
Hits you in the face
Like a custard pie
Turns your whole life inside out
You hold it for one fleeting moment
Then, it vanishes in a puff of smoke
Poof! It’s gone forever
But now you know
You know what it was

Unfocused

Been down, trying to figure it out for awhile now,

playin stupid games givin myself the run around.

excuses excuses,

get up and go do shit,

draggin and saggin, that's just not what's happenin.

Being young and famous you see I tried to make a pact when,

I was about 16 I had everything on track then it all wen't tragic.

Mind got fuked up and everything changed,

shit became different I started to feel pain,

began not to care cause my heart won't the same.

Got influenced and i tried not to do this,

Merry Christmas Mama

I post this every year in tribute

Merry Christmas Mama

Merry Christmas mama
I'm sorry there's no tree
And I feel kind of bad
With no present to you from me

Merry Christmas mama
You should see the lights
They're so beautiful this year
All of them so bright

Merry Christmas mama
I'm blowing you a kiss
Trusting that an Angel
Will see it doesn't miss

Merry Christmas mama
From me, your youngest child
Clutching tight to memories
Of the many times you smiled

That Little Stable in Bethlehem

That little stable in Bethlehem,
had Gods almighty love.
For He sent angels there,
praising from above.

That little stable in Bethlehem,
had a star above its roof.
That star shone with great light,
for it served a mighty proof.

That little stable in Bethlehem,
was where Jesus was born.
That left angels singing
till the star of morn'.

That little stable in Bethlehem,
affected us it must.
Angels singing, "Glory to God in the highest!"
Those heavenly hosts we trust.

In protest to some modernist teachings

I wanna wing my abstractions in flared brushes
dipped in frightening rays of fiery flight
soaring above your passionless pit of poetic posturings
and shit some sense into your unopened view,
because We sir, are your peers!

I wanna misuse your precious language
until it's not only accepted, but expected.
I wanna fuck Plath in her silvery mouth
after pounding Ezra's stale metaphors
up his racist white ass, all while watching
your reactions, glory in your disgust and the
ill attempts to look away.

uprooted

I'm taking off my robe and unpacking my street clothes,
I'm trying to get into the Christmas spirit,
ever the Grinch after his heart had broken open,
but you see, the red kettle isn't big enough to feed
the starving world, and there are children living on the streets
without even a manger to lay their sleepy heads.
I think about fishing and fisherman at times like these,
the pristine summer sun and all that green, the smell of the wind
as it blows through the forest, juniper and mushroom

A Biochemical Truth

Love is a biochemical reaction,
The heart is just muscle and blood.

The brain's a swirling mass of convolution;
Confusion sweeps in like a flood.

The world's a metaphor for odd fantasies;
Reality is the great killer of inspiration.

Mad men are they who dwell on revelries;
And eccentrics will die of starvation.

Love is a biochemical reaction,
And lies are the tales we love to hear.

The world's a canvas for sour dejection;
The painters are those who can no more bear.

WHAT OF

the muses
their bodies writ
with mystery
their minds
a wander of sharp
twist gardens full
of winter birds

I smelled your oranges
gathered in the bowl
the warm wood floors

you were writing
then
like all the yesterdays
drifting in the drafts
about the window
frost

Christmas Time

Christmas time is here!
Our hearts are full of cheer!
Baking pie with mom tonight,
while Santa makes his flight.
Decorating trees!
We worship on our knees.
Our Savior loves us without end,
our cuts and scars He'll mend!
Our stocking Nick will fill,
our agony he'll kill.
We pray to God throughout the night,
that He will cleanse our sight.

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