Poetry competition CLOSED 30th May 2014 2:16am
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNER-UP:
MadameLavender
Psyche This!
Anonymous
Poetry Contest Description
psyche poetry
In 20 lines or less, write a poem about what YOU think you see in this image that has nothing to do with what you actually see.
http://www.changethethought.com/wp-content/tumblr_le00g4hwgx1qzt4vjo1_500.gif
Comp Rules:
2 Entries per Poet max.
Poem(s) will be disqualified if more than 20 lines are versed.
One Week to Complete.
Have fun spazzing out and vomiting!
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Comp Rules:
2 Entries per Poet max.
Poem(s) will be disqualified if more than 20 lines are versed.
One Week to Complete.
Have fun spazzing out and vomiting!
Anonymous
This question that is uttered
To express what is perceived
But search what is masked
From what it is received
To trigger an emotion provoked
From the vision I explore
The thoughts I have evoked
Hidden in my mental decor
Poems of late have darkened
From absence of the mind
The emotions I have hardened
To confront what I’ve confined
Through my ink I uncover
My thoughts to inject levity
With hopes I will discover
On how to protect objectivity
To express what is perceived
But search what is masked
From what it is received
To trigger an emotion provoked
From the vision I explore
The thoughts I have evoked
Hidden in my mental decor
Poems of late have darkened
From absence of the mind
The emotions I have hardened
To confront what I’ve confined
Through my ink I uncover
My thoughts to inject levity
With hopes I will discover
On how to protect objectivity
Anonymous
If black and white was a sonnet
I'd see him dancing, warped
in times that beg questions
and the answers are unseen
and I thought I saw your face
for a second in the chaos
with the smile that beckoned
'fuck me' in every small will
(and I can't be lost
when I have nowhere to go
when I'm here all alone
fucked up and self medicating)
the lines cross so symmetrically
like the shards of ice in my glass
that listen out for cracks of you
when the monochrome melts eternally.
I'd see him dancing, warped
in times that beg questions
and the answers are unseen
and I thought I saw your face
for a second in the chaos
with the smile that beckoned
'fuck me' in every small will
(and I can't be lost
when I have nowhere to go
when I'm here all alone
fucked up and self medicating)
the lines cross so symmetrically
like the shards of ice in my glass
that listen out for cracks of you
when the monochrome melts eternally.
What Do I See?
I can't look.
It's making me nauseous
And dizzy,
Much like the feeling of driving down a road
With the sunlight shining through the trees,
Flickering
Off and on
As each tree forms a shadow
Between rays of light,
Triggering my brain into an instant headache,
Or what I know now to be photosensitive epilepsy,
After many ambulance rides to the ER, with my daughter for the same,
Only far worse.
Perhaps I have a slight touch of this, but manageable?
I can't look.
It's making me nauseous
And dizzy,
Much like the feeling of driving down a road
With the sunlight shining through the trees,
Flickering
Off and on
As each tree forms a shadow
Between rays of light,
Triggering my brain into an instant headache,
Or what I know now to be photosensitive epilepsy,
After many ambulance rides to the ER, with my daughter for the same,
Only far worse.
Perhaps I have a slight touch of this, but manageable?
The clown in the background is mocking me
not one of those haha its ya birthday bitch clowns, but a rodeo clown
riding a majestic donkey while scoring the goat roping
a huge oak sways with those damn circus monkeys hanging from each limb
not sure who hung them, but I’m not upset about it
hear they sling shit at you
that reminds me of a poodle I saw at the vet wearing a diaper
wonder if it slung shit or was it just that old and needed one
either way you can’t look all hard walking that mutt through the hood
however that’s a perfect place to hide your weed
I’m not welcome at grandma’s house anymore
you say Jesus is a dope dealer and everyone freaks the fuck out
he must be big time cause folks even wear bracelets that say WWJD
What Would Jesus Do
sell some good blow that’s what
that nigga’s my hero
he rocks his name tag on one of those new shirts from the GAP I guess
Rick’s Lawn and Landscaping printed on the back
my cuz is closer to him than I am
calls him by his middle name, I think it’s heyzeus
not one of those haha its ya birthday bitch clowns, but a rodeo clown
riding a majestic donkey while scoring the goat roping
a huge oak sways with those damn circus monkeys hanging from each limb
not sure who hung them, but I’m not upset about it
hear they sling shit at you
that reminds me of a poodle I saw at the vet wearing a diaper
wonder if it slung shit or was it just that old and needed one
either way you can’t look all hard walking that mutt through the hood
however that’s a perfect place to hide your weed
I’m not welcome at grandma’s house anymore
you say Jesus is a dope dealer and everyone freaks the fuck out
he must be big time cause folks even wear bracelets that say WWJD
What Would Jesus Do
sell some good blow that’s what
that nigga’s my hero
he rocks his name tag on one of those new shirts from the GAP I guess
Rick’s Lawn and Landscaping printed on the back
my cuz is closer to him than I am
calls him by his middle name, I think it’s heyzeus
Anonymous
Emo & Zazzles, I do hope you two come back and try your hand at this comp
.
dkruie (thanks for starting this comp off!). Missy, MadameLavender and Dirtfarm. . .excellent entries, I must say
!
So anyone else in the mood for some nauseation?
. dkruie (thanks for starting this comp off!). Missy, MadameLavender and Dirtfarm. . .excellent entries, I must say
! So anyone else in the mood for some nauseation?
Anonymous
(not an entry-well, 'cause I am the host-but just for fun)
"better than a good beer buzz in the morning"
ecto plasmic moon serpents
tunneling through psychedelic
galaxies in search of real time
before psycho annalist started
mind-fucking science and Darwinism
and chairs sitting up against unrooted trees
as blue bear slimy gumdrops and
pink lemon drops spit black venom
on white canvas should equal gray
so microsoftenedapple(s) mind those lines
not blow lines but fiber optic lines
we humanoids plug into 24/7/365 a daily dose
looking for a Mister Rogers neighborhood host
in a politically incorrect gang thug infested nation
who bows to the king of psyche dreams?
but honestly,
what I truly see,
is people token weed
on grassy knolls
and you are nowhere
to be seen.
"better than a good beer buzz in the morning"
ecto plasmic moon serpents
tunneling through psychedelic
galaxies in search of real time
before psycho annalist started
mind-fucking science and Darwinism
and chairs sitting up against unrooted trees
as blue bear slimy gumdrops and
pink lemon drops spit black venom
on white canvas should equal gray
so microsoftenedapple(s) mind those lines
not blow lines but fiber optic lines
we humanoids plug into 24/7/365 a daily dose
looking for a Mister Rogers neighborhood host
in a politically incorrect gang thug infested nation
who bows to the king of psyche dreams?
but honestly,
what I truly see,
is people token weed
on grassy knolls
and you are nowhere
to be seen.
Anonymous
If it’s raining or it’s pouring and many balloons are soaring
Just tow the line; things will be fine
Frère Jacques, frère Jacques, Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous
What is it you see here? Is it something you fear dear
Just move on; get into the groove
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous
When things are not black and white, don’t give up on the fight
One day at a time pull up your pants; get up and dance
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous
Wanna know my inspiration for this wacky creation
I don’t have a clue
don’t have a clue
have a clue
a clue
clue
Just tow the line; things will be fine
Frère Jacques, frère Jacques, Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous
What is it you see here? Is it something you fear dear
Just move on; get into the groove
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous
When things are not black and white, don’t give up on the fight
One day at a time pull up your pants; get up and dance
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous
Wanna know my inspiration for this wacky creation
I don’t have a clue
don’t have a clue
have a clue
a clue
clue
Anonymous
Psychedelically Thwarted
A cognitive mind fuck
Carpe diem carte blanche
Sending me in a rage
Divulging my journey
Had you not been there
Crazy for survival
Riding in the fast lane
My catnip this is not
Psychedelic flash back
I won’t answer the call
Hey Mister fabulous
Converse with Mary Jane
Who the fuck let you in
Don’t get stuck on that train
Follow me down the path
You may not understand
Throw the damn ball already
Or step away from sane
Grab onto your britches
If not ready to ride
A cognitive mind fuck
Carpe diem carte blanche
Sending me in a rage
Divulging my journey
Had you not been there
Crazy for survival
Riding in the fast lane
My catnip this is not
Psychedelic flash back
I won’t answer the call
Hey Mister fabulous
Converse with Mary Jane
Who the fuck let you in
Don’t get stuck on that train
Follow me down the path
You may not understand
Throw the damn ball already
Or step away from sane
Grab onto your britches
If not ready to ride
Anonymous
Tripz
I can see Orion
the next eclipse and Saturn rising
the galaxy shattered
there's a pattern in the motion
as it spirals and lands grounded
on a platform in the sky
the multiverse is moving
I can see Orion
the next eclipse and Saturn rising
the galaxy shattered
there's a pattern in the motion
as it spirals and lands grounded
on a platform in the sky
the multiverse is moving
This competition has rather confused me, not because of the image but because of its rules. Not sure whether my entry is 20 verse lines but it is less than 20 lines. As for what I think I see and what I actually see, well thats for antoher day and far more than 20 lines.
Combat Caterpillar
With sure strike and swift speed
the robot flies through the air
basked in monochrome glory
reflecting on its arms
along its caterpillar body
and bulbous head,
as it adopts offenisve move 56:
arms back, body down
head forwards
combat parameters initiated
and victory ensured,
an age old pose
for a new being,
a quick attack
that hies its true silver sheen.
A combat caterpillar,
a rearing pillar of attack.
Combat Caterpillar
With sure strike and swift speed
the robot flies through the air
basked in monochrome glory
reflecting on its arms
along its caterpillar body
and bulbous head,
as it adopts offenisve move 56:
arms back, body down
head forwards
combat parameters initiated
and victory ensured,
an age old pose
for a new being,
a quick attack
that hies its true silver sheen.
A combat caterpillar,
a rearing pillar of attack.
undercat
i didn't wanna say nothin too soon
sound like a bafoon
like i blew the story up like a balloon
cuz i don't even like cats to tell you the truth
but there been a turf war ensuing
and i think the stray kitties jus beat out the raccoons
we'll know 12 hrs after noon
if it's gonna get loony tunes
and these dudes are gonna prove
they the truth
or they just sloshing sloppy pussy juice
i feel like i should tell ponyboy to bring a blade
watch out for that road house
patrick swayze rip your throat out thing
and don't get the kill bill 3 finger 5 step death
heart explosion either
remember,these hoes get they nails done and wear bladed boots like dirty cowboys,get it kitties, you're my rock,
i'm your mickey
look at it, you'll see it
i didn't wanna say nothin too soon
sound like a bafoon
like i blew the story up like a balloon
cuz i don't even like cats to tell you the truth
but there been a turf war ensuing
and i think the stray kitties jus beat out the raccoons
we'll know 12 hrs after noon
if it's gonna get loony tunes
and these dudes are gonna prove
they the truth
or they just sloshing sloppy pussy juice
i feel like i should tell ponyboy to bring a blade
watch out for that road house
patrick swayze rip your throat out thing
and don't get the kill bill 3 finger 5 step death
heart explosion either
remember,these hoes get they nails done and wear bladed boots like dirty cowboys,get it kitties, you're my rock,
i'm your mickey
look at it, you'll see it
posted on this psyche poetry
"posted up i might be"- yoda G
i might make ya laugh fool "ho ha hee"
i might break ya down and snort ya like a coca bean
i see yang and yin
i see real and fake
i see myself stranglin
said i see myself shake
i see trippy dots
im trippin fuckin colors
i keep pourin shots
and i think i'll smoke another
lookin into a spiral infinity
im thinkin ima have myself an epiphany
inspired by only getting higher and higher tired of viral validity
im sick of the world and i know its fuckin sick of me
"posted up i might be"- yoda G
i might make ya laugh fool "ho ha hee"
i might break ya down and snort ya like a coca bean
i see yang and yin
i see real and fake
i see myself stranglin
said i see myself shake
i see trippy dots
im trippin fuckin colors
i keep pourin shots
and i think i'll smoke another
lookin into a spiral infinity
im thinkin ima have myself an epiphany
inspired by only getting higher and higher tired of viral validity
im sick of the world and i know its fuckin sick of me
