Poetry competition CLOSED 6th November 2016 8:30am
WINNER
Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
RUNNERS-UP:
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and poetryaccident
Through A Window
Anonymous
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My window friend ( an example, not an entry )
Why do you look at me like that,
Do you not like my fashion sense,
Does my plaid skirt make me look fat?
Let's take some time to chat a while,
The morning blossoms on the fence
Give off a fragrance to beguile.
To make believe we're having tea
Do you still have your teacup set,
To serve with biscuits just for me?
As we sip our tea and nibble,
A bird is chirping down at us.
At the windowsill, we giggle.
My window friend ( an example, not an entry )
Why do you look at me like that,
Do you not like my fashion sense,
Does my plaid skirt make me look fat?
Let's take some time to chat a while,
The morning blossoms on the fence
Give off a fragrance to beguile.
To make believe we're having tea
Do you still have your teacup set,
To serve with biscuits just for me?
As we sip our tea and nibble,
A bird is chirping down at us.
At the windowsill, we giggle.
Lamp post of crystal's shadow light
Looking out my window I see field
like I am pacing toward the meadow
Crystal's blowing so transparent
with such lucidity pure an angel chime
Right at the same time looking out my window
Sun-catcher caught my eye's dreamy meadow
vividly clicking window Cherry tree
ancestor's heart sign's leaves dont part
Opened my window snow blizzard
Blew me apart ice edge's kids licking something
started sticking hearing music my window call's me
Flicker's at me,it touched a part of
me how it trembled me, familiar beat
I stumbled 2 my feet looking out my window
Immortal sunlight powerful never left my sight.
Looking out my window I see field
like I am pacing toward the meadow
Crystal's blowing so transparent
with such lucidity pure an angel chime
Right at the same time looking out my window
Sun-catcher caught my eye's dreamy meadow
vividly clicking window Cherry tree
ancestor's heart sign's leaves dont part
Opened my window snow blizzard
Blew me apart ice edge's kids licking something
started sticking hearing music my window call's me
Flicker's at me,it touched a part of
me how it trembled me, familiar beat
I stumbled 2 my feet looking out my window
Immortal sunlight powerful never left my sight.
#6 Alone
The Voyeur
I see them everywhere
From top of trees
From my balcony, through a binocular.
When I gather enough information,
I approach the target. But they are a suspicious bunch,
The happy people.
They don't let sadness in.
Like black people can't become KKK members.
I wear my best disguise.
Electric yellow shirts, and a smile on the face.
But they probably see too many flies around me.
When you see too many flies, you know something's rotten.
I have always admired them
Through the window of their houses
I haven't been caught.
Because I already live in a prison.
The Voyeur
I see them everywhere
From top of trees
From my balcony, through a binocular.
When I gather enough information,
I approach the target. But they are a suspicious bunch,
The happy people.
They don't let sadness in.
Like black people can't become KKK members.
I wear my best disguise.
Electric yellow shirts, and a smile on the face.
But they probably see too many flies around me.
When you see too many flies, you know something's rotten.
I have always admired them
Through the window of their houses
I haven't been caught.
Because I already live in a prison.
Bodies at Rest
The sky mirrors my thoughts
as the Yellow moon
Inches past menacing dark
And full of melancholy
Clouds of purpose
I ache
To kiss your eyes closed
Gently
Fall into the cradle
Of your arms
And sleep away.....
Awake the world lit gold
As dawn shines
The outline of your form
Born my new horizon.....
Written by Calamity of Gin
The sky mirrors my thoughts
as the Yellow moon
Inches past menacing dark
And full of melancholy
Clouds of purpose
I ache
To kiss your eyes closed
Gently
Fall into the cradle
Of your arms
And sleep away.....
Awake the world lit gold
As dawn shines
The outline of your form
Born my new horizon.....
Written by Calamity of Gin
#12 Nude female
#13 Nude male
Naked, I...
Naked, I understand you. Silently
I read your mind with my fingertips, as if
Braille was my first language,
my mother tongue, tracing the filigree
of ridges below your testes, a map of your being.
When your lips close around my nipples, I know
you've read between the lines, sprinkled
stardust that sparkles, crackles and pops
with the heat of our fire, the flames a
highway to the moon, or to my heart,
to planets beyond Jupiter, beyond Neptune,
beyond imagination, yet to be discovered.
There's no sweet or bitter on my tongue,
only the effervescent need to feel,
to suck, to burrow.
When my skin slides against yours,
your peaks nestle in my valleys,
explore my nooks and crannies.
You rustle them up, awaken them
to all possibilities...
At last our juncture excludes even a single
ray of moonlight between us.
The little that is left to say hovers
weightier than the heaviest atoms, more
radioactive than plutonium, decaying
not with the Big Bang but
with the loudest silence I'll ever hear,
resorbed into the black hole of real life.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/237993-naked-i/
#13 Nude male
Naked, I...
Naked, I understand you. Silently
I read your mind with my fingertips, as if
Braille was my first language,
my mother tongue, tracing the filigree
of ridges below your testes, a map of your being.
When your lips close around my nipples, I know
you've read between the lines, sprinkled
stardust that sparkles, crackles and pops
with the heat of our fire, the flames a
highway to the moon, or to my heart,
to planets beyond Jupiter, beyond Neptune,
beyond imagination, yet to be discovered.
There's no sweet or bitter on my tongue,
only the effervescent need to feel,
to suck, to burrow.
When my skin slides against yours,
your peaks nestle in my valleys,
explore my nooks and crannies.
You rustle them up, awaken them
to all possibilities...
At last our juncture excludes even a single
ray of moonlight between us.
The little that is left to say hovers
weightier than the heaviest atoms, more
radioactive than plutonium, decaying
not with the Big Bang but
with the loudest silence I'll ever hear,
resorbed into the black hole of real life.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/237993-naked-i/
