Poetry competition CLOSED 19th June 2014 5:45pm
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XXcrazychickXX (Kiy)
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For What Nostalgia Is Worth

gorryone810
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My entry, hopefully it's correct like this.

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/78507-in-my-arms/


Angel_Of_Darkness
Rune L
Fire of Insight
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Whoo, getting a LOT of entries to this! And you know what, they're all simply so AMAZING! I'm glad I hosted this competition, because I'm finding a lot of great poets now. I would like to warn you guys that three entries currently don't qualify... I sent pm's to the people who don't qualify, so you know who you are. (All three of you made the same mistake, so it's obviously not an uncommon mistake). I hope to see those entries fixed soon, so I can count them in. AMAZING job everyone, thank you for entering!

Tacete
who-isthe-silence
Twisted Dreamer
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Entry removed by Author.

poet Anonymous

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/155023-the-oak-tree/

The Oak Tree

A hillock of olive and tufts of lichen      
cling to speckled rocks in a verdant garden    
by the old wooden porch      
pale, cracked with anemic lines, confronted      
many years under a questioning sun    
     
She sits rocking in his chair    
staring at the unkempt brush      
overgrown with thistles, impassive      
to the lullabies of the night    
the lace curtain rustles at the window    
breaking the silence in her mind    
somewhere a distant dog howls      
at the mournful tears of distant stars    
     
the iced tea translucent with vibrant colors    
shimmers, untouched    
with orange hues of the skyline    
did she lean out that window  
when the shadows of youth were kind
listening to songs of tomorrow?
the breeze kisses her hair like feathered grass    
     
She gazes at the footpath, branches overhung  
at the waterway into the thicket    
a bank sculpted by the curves of a pond    
where drowned things live dormant    
her footsteps steady, gripping at the memories    
and the scarred grains on the ground    
reaches the clearing in the woods    
and kneels by the wild geraniums    
their necks bowed gracefully, mourning    
in the twilight hour of the night    
     
presses the bark of the old oak tree    
with the warmth of the cave in her hand    
the initials faded, barely visible    
carved to the bone without flesh

Angel_Of_Darkness
Rune L
Fire of Insight
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I feel as though I should throw my own favorite in here... just so you guys know what mine is. Would I be doing some kind of socially unacceptable thing if I threw mine in?

Sar_Val
Twisted Dreamer
United States
Joined 20th Feb 2014
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Not even! That would be quite amazing actually! I mean...I'm talking for myself xD

Madintellect
Mike stew
Fire of Insight
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What happened to your pal that u used to see

or that girl.who was true to u exclusively

nastalgia? It ain't what it used to be

its failure, when used as an excuse to be

Uselessly



re
living the past

which was given the best


even if now things.are messed?

Dont let it leave u deppressed

my only request?


Notice the rest



of the life ahead

U survived as kid

its time to bid


it goodbye

Some try

to deny

and I
wonder. Why?


Kk that's all
Live your life like a cats fall



and land on your feet

command it and lead

handle.the.greed

or dismantle the seed


ok? Indeed

Madintellect
Mike stew
Fire of Insight
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Joined 29th Mar 2014
Forum Posts: 232

Typos :p haha no extra points probably but it is wat it is.. Next!

xmar82
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 10th Oct 2013
Forum Posts: 153

The Other Side

It calls to me
A whisper yet strong and alluring
Its voice loud in my mind
Cool like the autumn breeze

It stirs something within
I struggle to recognize it but
Nothing comes to mind
I can’t turn away

It’s so loud and inviting
So lovely to hear
It beckons and I want to go
Go and see
Go and stay
Where I feel safe
Like a child in its mother’s shadow
The new but familiar home
Someday,
I will go.

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/133422-the-other-side/



0913338
Semaj
Thought Provoker
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Joined 9th Dec 2013
Forum Posts: 52

the muddy creek bonfire of nostalgia

this was when youth came as a hands down the pants          
spinning in circles cause it feels good like lunatic laughter          
on the front end of a bawling baby just before the dreamtime blackouts          
and lying about everything when caught cause nothing seems a better rebellion,          
when clothes meant dirty bare no-shirt sunburned tree-top scratched feet,        
black bear mommas and wooly bear caterpillars,king snakes,and stealthy owl-horned      
wingspans eclipsing riots of light in the crooked bark leaf hand arms of the    
maple gum forest sentinels, of bones and creeks, vines and thorns,    
a thousand stings and the swampy choruses of come to papa night frogs'  
jowl-bag rhythms, and you could suck sassafras roots tucked    
in the crux of a tree, do good works digging holes, go to church  
in afternoon attics where the resurrection in your pants met the burning bush of hers,          
throw rocks at friends, tell stories of stitches like sermons,drink your sweaty  
sweet tea southern life in the worm eaten cemetery kitchen of your genesis  
and wipe your full lips with the universal ohm coming out your redneck mouth like ahhh

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/159345-the-muddy-creek-bonfire-of-nostagia/


Astyanax
Ceejay
Fire of Insight
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Joined 23rd Feb 2010
Forum Posts: 748

Building Ships

They start from seeming chaos,
Molten metal poured, moulded, hammered, rolled.
In machine shops, men hunch over lathes
And frown at slow-revolving shapes,
Engrossed in mysteries of size and tolerances,
Like alchemists who turn base metal into ships.

And somehow, one day, on the sloping slip,
Giant ribs stand stark, pointing skywards,
Like a carcass picked clean by colossal vultures.
Men swarm over them for weeks
Amid the endless din of drills and riveting,
And the hiss and spray of welders’ sparks.

Steel sides appear, decks are laid,
And suddenly a towering ship is there,
Black-sided, vast, festooned with ropes and cradles,
Impossibly balanced on its narrow keel.
Then launch day has arrived -
A bottle breaks and she is on her way.

Slowly at first, and then with massive, gathering speed,
She slides with grace towards her raison d’être.
Drag chains rattle and pull taut,
The waiting waves receive her like a bride,
The tugs hoot and she is gently towed away
To be prepared for life upon the seas.

So we, conceived by chance and shaped by many hands,
Set out. We know not where, nor what shores we shall see,
What storms, what calms we shall endure,
What monsters of the deep, what siren songs,
Our only certainty a final resting place
Far from the lost land of our home.

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/25694-building-ships/

Angel_Of_Darkness
Rune L
Fire of Insight
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Joined 22nd Feb 2013
Forum Posts: 608

Alright guys, I apologize for not reading these entries sooner. I had no access to the site due to problems with my parents, but I promise to read them now.

Angel_Of_Darkness
Rune L
Fire of Insight
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Joined 22nd Feb 2013
Forum Posts: 608

Okay, guys. I have caught up on reading the entries. Unfortunately, a lot of you have failed to follow the rules (I messaged you if I noticed a violation). The two most common mistakes are: 1. posting an entry that was published after the starting date of the competition, and 2. not leaving a link. If you notice your entry doesn't follow those rules, you need to fix that.

Aside from that, I'm loving these entries. Great work, all of you! I can't wait to see what other jewels this competition brings forth!

Angel_Of_Darkness
Rune L
Fire of Insight
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Joined 22nd Feb 2013
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And, since Sar_val said it wouldn't be socially unacceptable... here's what would be my entry, if I wasn't hosting the competition. http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/100612-take-me/

UnknownEmo
Goes Without Saying
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