Poetry competition CLOSED 25th June 2014 11:10pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNERS-UP:
rain1courtel
and Quill-in-Heart
DU member Souladareatease
souladareatease
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Tyrant of Words
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Joined 28th Dec 2012 Forum Posts: 5085
Poetry Contest Description
Write about Souladareatease
Kick 'em out Poem or Prose
Something kind or Trial by fire
Two weeks
Something kind or Trial by fire
Two weeks
Zazzles
Broomie
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Broomie
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 23rd Nov 2013Forum Posts: 1781
I'm not writing for a trophy I just wanted to say souladareatease is deep and one of the
most caring and sensible people I know. His words caress a persons soul and he has a way of reaching inside to the reader .
He is an original and honest man, with enough love in his heart to heal even the most unlovable scrubs!!!
most caring and sensible people I know. His words caress a persons soul and he has a way of reaching inside to the reader .
He is an original and honest man, with enough love in his heart to heal even the most unlovable scrubs!!!
souladareatease
Forum Posts: 5085
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 28th Dec 2012 Forum Posts: 5085
Zazzles said:I not writing for a trophy I just wanted to say souladareatease is deep and one of the
most caring and sensible people I know. His words caress a persons soul and he has a way of reaching inside to the reader .
He is an original and honest man, with enough love in his heart to heal even the most unlovable scrubs!!!
You are so very kind Dear Broomie!!!
Thank You Always for that!!!
most caring and sensible people I know. His words caress a persons soul and he has a way of reaching inside to the reader .
He is an original and honest man, with enough love in his heart to heal even the most unlovable scrubs!!!
You are so very kind Dear Broomie!!!
Thank You Always for that!!!
Zazzles
Broomie
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Broomie
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 23rd Nov 2013Forum Posts: 1781
I meant it and still do ")
Love
Jackie!
Love
Jackie!
Grace
IDryad
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IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011Forum Posts: 16194
Fireflies and Starlights
a smile through dusts
the one hearth warmth see
fliers above the solitary bridge
yellow ribbons on the old oak tree
neat bows on glittery boxes
muse on mirrors hold
as blue upon table sinking claws
words pebbled on hard wood
eked on tree trunks hearts
arrows through midst souls
smiling through crystal drops
with hope abound
hearts in Atlantis, prince aground
feet stout on land, striding earth
until footprints on summer dew
trace strength of purpose
pen akin sword on memory carve
immortalised here and forever.
*This is NOT an Entry*
a smile through dusts
the one hearth warmth see
fliers above the solitary bridge
yellow ribbons on the old oak tree
neat bows on glittery boxes
muse on mirrors hold
as blue upon table sinking claws
words pebbled on hard wood
eked on tree trunks hearts
arrows through midst souls
smiling through crystal drops
with hope abound
hearts in Atlantis, prince aground
feet stout on land, striding earth
until footprints on summer dew
trace strength of purpose
pen akin sword on memory carve
immortalised here and forever.
*This is NOT an Entry*
souladareatease
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Tyrant of Words
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Joined 28th Dec 2012 Forum Posts: 5085
Thank You Dear Grace-For that Touching Light!!!
Anonymous
MYRDDIN EMRYS (MERLIN)
From forest, he was born
The raven brought to him
Threads of woven words
Shreds of silent sighs
Eagle Eye
Sage of spirit
As light, from dark
Is shaped by his hands
A symphony of stars
Celestial landscapes
Float from oceans
To flames
Phoenix risen
From sorcery ,swift
As a feather
That falls
Far from sight
Further than sounds
From the senses
He walks through
Twilight of ages
Alchemy heart
He is of words
He is of wise
Whole
Is
He
SOUL
From forest, he was born
The raven brought to him
Threads of woven words
Shreds of silent sighs
Eagle Eye
Sage of spirit
As light, from dark
Is shaped by his hands
A symphony of stars
Celestial landscapes
Float from oceans
To flames
Phoenix risen
From sorcery ,swift
As a feather
That falls
Far from sight
Further than sounds
From the senses
He walks through
Twilight of ages
Alchemy heart
He is of words
He is of wise
Whole
Is
He
SOUL
souladareatease
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Tyrant of Words
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Joined 28th Dec 2012 Forum Posts: 5085
So Beautiful-Thank You Dear Queen-Such kindness!!!
Anonymous
My pleasure only to write you a poem, Soul....
Ive edited it a bit.....
Ive edited it a bit.....
Atakti
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Ethereal Fortunes
He wears the night like a second skin,
silent slides past moonlit shadows.
The stars shimmer across the lake,
drops of light melting into pools of stillness.
Crossed-legged gazes take him to dawn,
while the pink flames lick the horizon.
The earth warms, renewing its promises
to the well that refreshes his soulful smile.
He wears the night like a second skin,
silent slides past moonlit shadows.
The stars shimmer across the lake,
drops of light melting into pools of stillness.
Crossed-legged gazes take him to dawn,
while the pink flames lick the horizon.
The earth warms, renewing its promises
to the well that refreshes his soulful smile.
souladareatease
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Tyrant of Words
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Joined 28th Dec 2012 Forum Posts: 5085
You made me smile indeed Atakti-Thank You Kindly for Joining in :D
rain1courtel
RainC
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RainC
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Immaterial Essence
His raison d'ętre is handsomely comforting
speaking few words;
soft and firm in density
like a fluffed pillow stuffed with peaceful prose
consoling sleepless nights of those who love….
to read him
He writes from the ‘Soul’
I ‘dare’ to believe that his poetic persona
is only a ‘tease’ of what his powerful divine essence holds
Beyond the blurred lines and in between spaces
a quill filled with sanguine drips
leaving no room for chaos in his world
Wearing calmness like a silk shirt
his disposition, smooth
unperturbed and unflustered;
a private man, he is
and this world web of words
will never comprehend the wonderment of...
who he truly is
~Rain~
His raison d'ętre is handsomely comforting
speaking few words;
soft and firm in density
like a fluffed pillow stuffed with peaceful prose
consoling sleepless nights of those who love….
to read him
He writes from the ‘Soul’
I ‘dare’ to believe that his poetic persona
is only a ‘tease’ of what his powerful divine essence holds
Beyond the blurred lines and in between spaces
a quill filled with sanguine drips
leaving no room for chaos in his world
Wearing calmness like a silk shirt
his disposition, smooth
unperturbed and unflustered;
a private man, he is
and this world web of words
will never comprehend the wonderment of...
who he truly is
~Rain~
Quill-in-Heart
Tony Pena
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Tony Pena
Fire of Insight
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Joined 6th Dec 2012Forum Posts: 1078
Trophies are secondary to the hope that these words do some justice to a fine poet and gentleman
The gentleman has his ways
Rubbing words between
calloused fingertips
to assure the texture
clothes the sentiment
in fabric worthy.
Characters on tongue
swirling about like beads
of pasta in alphabet soup
mixing and matching
into magic or mayhem.
Listening to the echo
of vowels ,the crispness
of the consonants,
for the music
of the moment.
Taking in the aroma
of fonts set in lavender,
wormwood, spruce or sage
to dress the air
in delirium or delight.
Eyes tearing
at the god given
beauty and the devil's
ugliness marking the best
and worst of our world
With the final touch,
the piece de resistance
plucked from the soul
like a rabbit from a hat
to make sense of it all
The notion stirred
in a cauldron to simmer
into a hypothesis
of truths warring
between heaven and hell.
Answers falling
where ever they may
though always elegant
as the gentleman
himself.
The gentleman has his ways
Rubbing words between
calloused fingertips
to assure the texture
clothes the sentiment
in fabric worthy.
Characters on tongue
swirling about like beads
of pasta in alphabet soup
mixing and matching
into magic or mayhem.
Listening to the echo
of vowels ,the crispness
of the consonants,
for the music
of the moment.
Taking in the aroma
of fonts set in lavender,
wormwood, spruce or sage
to dress the air
in delirium or delight.
Eyes tearing
at the god given
beauty and the devil's
ugliness marking the best
and worst of our world
With the final touch,
the piece de resistance
plucked from the soul
like a rabbit from a hat
to make sense of it all
The notion stirred
in a cauldron to simmer
into a hypothesis
of truths warring
between heaven and hell.
Answers falling
where ever they may
though always elegant
as the gentleman
himself.
souladareatease
Forum Posts: 5085
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 28th Dec 2012 Forum Posts: 5085
Rain, Tony-You guys swell my head and Pride-Your kindness is felt My Friends-Truly Humbled!!!
lanooz
Forum Posts: 240
Twisted Dreamer
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Joined 21st July 2012Forum Posts: 240
How Dare A Soul Tease
what do you say to a man loved by all
that he's average and hundrum?
well, he'll probaly bless your words
tell him of his defiant uncordinated ways
meets the helpless never lends a hand
well, his friends will laugh in your face
leen towards the steer time to be observant
loving man, I want to see the maniacal
vulgur canibalistic undeniable animal
sore from kneeling to the priviledged snotty
words of wisdom scattered through the basin
cave man never folds to any system form
captain of his own boat, hook to the world
pizza in hand salty wounds but prevails
quiet as I gather a present to spliff
talking to the snow cheers to the storm
my friend no need to offend I'm a cycle
a reminder of the evil that man can do
but for you tonight I take a step back
not knowing who you are I still reserve that
you're unchangeable gigantic personality
no collar on your neck, welcome to the front seat
combed hair yawn believe and walk tall
nothing is better than the boulevard you walk on
no need to protest your existence
higher than a giraffe is your persistance
want to know a secret, I'm fuled by your words
bright and contemporary yet cautious of those
impartial to feeling good ill-fated complaining
feeling helpless and a little jaded. A juicy steak.
Stretch your arms heap and heal invite me in
the devil is a lie label me the most optimistic son
label yourself the reason evil from Earth runs
delighted jumping over the fence step into reality
zoom into your heart, the reason the light shines
deep into the souls of those you accompany
respect to you and the space abounding by it.
what do you say to a man loved by all
that he's average and hundrum?
well, he'll probaly bless your words
tell him of his defiant uncordinated ways
meets the helpless never lends a hand
well, his friends will laugh in your face
leen towards the steer time to be observant
loving man, I want to see the maniacal
vulgur canibalistic undeniable animal
sore from kneeling to the priviledged snotty
words of wisdom scattered through the basin
cave man never folds to any system form
captain of his own boat, hook to the world
pizza in hand salty wounds but prevails
quiet as I gather a present to spliff
talking to the snow cheers to the storm
my friend no need to offend I'm a cycle
a reminder of the evil that man can do
but for you tonight I take a step back
not knowing who you are I still reserve that
you're unchangeable gigantic personality
no collar on your neck, welcome to the front seat
combed hair yawn believe and walk tall
nothing is better than the boulevard you walk on
no need to protest your existence
higher than a giraffe is your persistance
want to know a secret, I'm fuled by your words
bright and contemporary yet cautious of those
impartial to feeling good ill-fated complaining
feeling helpless and a little jaded. A juicy steak.
Stretch your arms heap and heal invite me in
the devil is a lie label me the most optimistic son
label yourself the reason evil from Earth runs
delighted jumping over the fence step into reality
zoom into your heart, the reason the light shines
deep into the souls of those you accompany
respect to you and the space abounding by it.