Poetry competition CLOSED 23rd December 2014 3:51am
WINNER
dustyjjewels
dustyjjewels
RUNNERS-UP:
J_J_Jay_Jr
and snugglebuck
A open heart
It was a warm spring day that day he took my heart little did I know that was the day it began too fall apart yea I shoulda know I shoulda know you were gonna break my heart but you made me grow in ways that I could have never imagined you were in love and I wasn't you were living for the present and I was just playing a role but some how that role turned into reality shoelaces of my heart tied in between yours then it became a knot but some how you began too unravel the knots that hold us together I began to think you put on another shoe I kept asking myself what did I do ???? what happened to you ???? this can't be the pair of shoes I bought you showed me a different you you made me a different me I'm glad to say that there is no more of "us" or "we"
Anonymous
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Obsession
They lie on the edge of the sea again,
limbs sprouting from beneath trench coats,
two lovely arachnids.
Listening to Chopin through dual headphones,
his eyes are shut tight
against her acute awareness.
She has long misplaced the histories
of childhood. But she knows by heart
the soft geography of his arms,
each hair distinct
and iridescent by moonlight,
a finger's trembling breath away.
He has poured his soul into her
through sound, though his shell
would recoil at her touch
like a slug.
Somehow, the music possesses
her body, summons spells of pain
unbearable, his face
from boyhood pictures.
She thinks she might plummet
into that starless void.
But he sighs against her,
that effortless hold
as she tells herself
it's simply enough
to feel.
They lie on the edge of the sea again,
limbs sprouting from beneath trench coats,
two lovely arachnids.
Listening to Chopin through dual headphones,
his eyes are shut tight
against her acute awareness.
She has long misplaced the histories
of childhood. But she knows by heart
the soft geography of his arms,
each hair distinct
and iridescent by moonlight,
a finger's trembling breath away.
He has poured his soul into her
through sound, though his shell
would recoil at her touch
like a slug.
Somehow, the music possesses
her body, summons spells of pain
unbearable, his face
from boyhood pictures.
She thinks she might plummet
into that starless void.
But he sighs against her,
that effortless hold
as she tells herself
it's simply enough
to feel.
Saved
I was on a collision course
Of flagellant self-deprecation
A Punctured ego blowout
Uncontrollable, careening for reiterate mistakes
Breaking through this tempest
Of rebounds’ hedonistic storm
Encircled in Orange and White
You carried me from this sea
Benevolent in your gamble
Inviting me inside your web
Like a dreamt premonition
Window-lit in violet argent flash
Fed me with your passion
Clothed me with your acceptance
Patient in my turmoils passing
Forgiving of my shortcomings
Paving the path before me in generosity
You took my hand
Leading me out of barren cold
Into the warmth of your soul
I was on a collision course
Of flagellant self-deprecation
A Punctured ego blowout
Uncontrollable, careening for reiterate mistakes
Breaking through this tempest
Of rebounds’ hedonistic storm
Encircled in Orange and White
You carried me from this sea
Benevolent in your gamble
Inviting me inside your web
Like a dreamt premonition
Window-lit in violet argent flash
Fed me with your passion
Clothed me with your acceptance
Patient in my turmoils passing
Forgiving of my shortcomings
Paving the path before me in generosity
You took my hand
Leading me out of barren cold
Into the warmth of your soul
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SHE LOVES ME! HE LOVES ME NOT!
I’m so in love with her.
I wish had someone to love me.
When I meet her on the street, she looks through me, like nobody’s there.
I wish I could meet somebody that cared.
She’s so beautiful.
I’m nothing but a wall flower.
A guy like me would never have a chance.
My biological clock is about ready to stop. I should’ve tried to hook-up with a guy when I had the chance.
I know what I’ll do, I’ll buy her flowers.
What lovely apricot roses, but who is this ‘anonymous’?
I’ll send her candy.
Mr. Anonymous sent me a box of splendid chocolates. Should I be flattered? Or should I be scared?
I’m her secret admirer.
I’ve got a stalker.
I need to get up the nerve to knock on her door and introduce myself.
Dad called and wants me to come over right now, he says he has something for me. He's concerned about this guy shadowing me.
I rang her bell, then I knocked on the door. “Darn,” she’s not home. Wait a minute! She didn’t completely shut the door. When I knocked, it swung open.
Dad gave me a little hand gun.
I wonder where she put those flowers I sent her? Do I dare take a peek around?
They’re not on the table, maybe she put them on her bedroom dresser.
Damn! I was in such a hurry to leave, I must have forgot to lock the door.
Oh my God she’s home! I’ve got to hide!
I need to get to bed.
I'll hide under the bed.
I can’t believe what a mean looking thing this little gun is.
I can’t believe she’s lying right above me. She’s so close I can smell her sweet perfume.
“Dear God.”
She’s praying.
“I know this sounds foolish, but I ask for but one thing. I ask for you to send someone to love me. A man to be my lover, and hopefully, the father of my children.”
“Your prayer has been answered!”
“What The Fuck! Who the Hell is that?”
“I’m the guy God sent you. I’m underneath your bed.”
SHE LOVES ME! HE LOVES ME NOT!
I’m so in love with her.
I wish had someone to love me.
When I meet her on the street, she looks through me, like nobody’s there.
I wish I could meet somebody that cared.
She’s so beautiful.
I’m nothing but a wall flower.
A guy like me would never have a chance.
My biological clock is about ready to stop. I should’ve tried to hook-up with a guy when I had the chance.
I know what I’ll do, I’ll buy her flowers.
What lovely apricot roses, but who is this ‘anonymous’?
I’ll send her candy.
Mr. Anonymous sent me a box of splendid chocolates. Should I be flattered? Or should I be scared?
I’m her secret admirer.
I’ve got a stalker.
I need to get up the nerve to knock on her door and introduce myself.
Dad called and wants me to come over right now, he says he has something for me. He's concerned about this guy shadowing me.
I rang her bell, then I knocked on the door. “Darn,” she’s not home. Wait a minute! She didn’t completely shut the door. When I knocked, it swung open.
Dad gave me a little hand gun.
I wonder where she put those flowers I sent her? Do I dare take a peek around?
They’re not on the table, maybe she put them on her bedroom dresser.
Damn! I was in such a hurry to leave, I must have forgot to lock the door.
Oh my God she’s home! I’ve got to hide!
I need to get to bed.
I'll hide under the bed.
I can’t believe what a mean looking thing this little gun is.
I can’t believe she’s lying right above me. She’s so close I can smell her sweet perfume.
“Dear God.”
She’s praying.
“I know this sounds foolish, but I ask for but one thing. I ask for you to send someone to love me. A man to be my lover, and hopefully, the father of my children.”
“Your prayer has been answered!”
“What The Fuck! Who the Hell is that?”
“I’m the guy God sent you. I’m underneath your bed.”
Broken:
I opened my heart
And you went inside
A perfect fit
It seemed so right
But as you made your home in there
I realized the attachment was clear
And I asked myself
What if I have to let you go?
And I shrugged off the question
When the time to let go came
I couldn't
I wouldn't
But I had to
Breaking off of something you hold so dear
A mix of love, hatred, and fear
Grabs hold of you and refuses to let go
When you experience this, you know
You've been broken
I opened my heart
And you went inside
A perfect fit
It seemed so right
But as you made your home in there
I realized the attachment was clear
And I asked myself
What if I have to let you go?
And I shrugged off the question
When the time to let go came
I couldn't
I wouldn't
But I had to
Breaking off of something you hold so dear
A mix of love, hatred, and fear
Grabs hold of you and refuses to let go
When you experience this, you know
You've been broken
