Poetry competition CLOSED 9th March 2017 12:57pm
WINNER
LanaW
LanaW
RUNNER-UP:
snugglebuck
What is love?
Leap Of Faith
I approach you, hidden as I am,
clotted cream & honeyed nearby
with dark eyes rolling back in time,
these twin half moons in orbit still.
Then comes a singular moment
expected when it has arrived
as so many promises do,
that we hoped one day would come true.
Like a pair of grey doves cooing
in the nearby groves' early morn
'fore the first light of day's dawning
reveals that they're only pigeons.
But to dare to expect better
for anything more than we have
does injustice to us while my
dim flame still awkwardly flickers.
We're reminded, both, you & I
how precious & fleeting to know
the rare pulse of life is to own,
embodies the compass of suns.
Unconsciously starstruck in awe,
how even my own impending
as a manta ray longs to glide
over light years of galaxies.
I've shown you not to bow to it,
the limits of dismemberment,
to let you go and fall between
my blades of flint that renders bone.
Breathe the incandescence of my
promise, the incendiary
flash of lightning's parry & thrust,
the piercing of javelin tongue.
Through blinding sky's cutting northwest
comes once again through rending skins
carnality's infrequent swoon
from passion's season overdue.
A leap of faith as I slumber,
a trust of loss when you're awake,
remembering at that moment
you believe it all for my sake.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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What is
What is this thing we recognize as love
Something fact or fiction, maybe created up above
Is it real or is it fake
Is it something that requires faith
Was is created inside our own heads
While feeling lonely one night resting in our beds
We stare at our ceilings wondering instead
If love is real, or if love is dead
We sit and pray in wait
That someone will take us to our own special place
Where pain is no more and tears drift away
Where we can be together, and together we can stay
This is this thing we recognize as love
Something fact or fiction, maybe created up above
Is it real or is it fake
Is it something that requires faith
Was is created inside our own heads
While feeling lonely one night resting in our beds
We stare at our ceilings wondering instead
If love is real, or if love is dead
We sit and pray in wait
That someone will take us to our own special place
Where pain is no more and tears drift away
Where we can be together, and together we can stay
This is this thing we recognize as love
Written by EdgarAllanPoetry
(Tristan Edgar)
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A thing called love
Tender like dew on petals
Crisp and fresh as the morning air
The first face, eyes, lips to wake up to the last to see before bedtime.
To not speak verbally but with a connection soooo deeep you can tell what each other feels, thinks and desire.
Treasuring every moment even if it is for split second...rememebering facial expressions that made you laugh, sad faces that made you cry...
A heart that never make you doubt of its loyalty, a mind that never wanders negatively, hands and body that belongs only to you giving you radiance of peace and tranquilty.
As days become months, months become years they all become a lifetime of encouragement and motivation for anything misleading or challenging that is bestow upon you.
Now thats what love is...
-T.H
Crisp and fresh as the morning air
The first face, eyes, lips to wake up to the last to see before bedtime.
To not speak verbally but with a connection soooo deeep you can tell what each other feels, thinks and desire.
Treasuring every moment even if it is for split second...rememebering facial expressions that made you laugh, sad faces that made you cry...
A heart that never make you doubt of its loyalty, a mind that never wanders negatively, hands and body that belongs only to you giving you radiance of peace and tranquilty.
As days become months, months become years they all become a lifetime of encouragement and motivation for anything misleading or challenging that is bestow upon you.
Now thats what love is...
-T.H
Written by ThaSeductress
(Daii_Cevyn_Belladon)
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Everyday Love
Every doubt and insecurity should
Leave the mind. The thought of
You should always be good
Enough. I have been in love
With everything you do and who
You are as a person. You bring every dove
To the table. You are the other shoe
That drops and makes me feel
Like the lucky one. You have no clue
That you are the one. You steal
My heart, but I do not want it
Back because you heal
Every heartbreak. You fit
Right in between every jagged
Piece and edge. You split
It all open to make me feel every ragged
And deep breath. I begin
To live again. Nothing is being dragged
Or left behind. Where I have been
Has no power over where we
Are today. Every past sin
Is long forgotten. You see me
Now in the unforeseeable future.
This is the place we are meant to be.
Leave the mind. The thought of
You should always be good
Enough. I have been in love
With everything you do and who
You are as a person. You bring every dove
To the table. You are the other shoe
That drops and makes me feel
Like the lucky one. You have no clue
That you are the one. You steal
My heart, but I do not want it
Back because you heal
Every heartbreak. You fit
Right in between every jagged
Piece and edge. You split
It all open to make me feel every ragged
And deep breath. I begin
To live again. Nothing is being dragged
Or left behind. Where I have been
Has no power over where we
Are today. Every past sin
Is long forgotten. You see me
Now in the unforeseeable future.
This is the place we are meant to be.
Written by eswaller
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Love Is:
Love isn't hungry,
skinny or fat,
neither wide nor stout.
It's full.
A circumference.
Love isn't
cold or hot.
It's body temperature.
The kind of perfect that is perfect for everybody.
Love is not the water that you drink to stay hydrated.
It's all you have.
The only drop left to share.
Love isn't hungry,
skinny or fat,
neither wide nor stout.
It's full.
A circumference.
Love isn't
cold or hot.
It's body temperature.
The kind of perfect that is perfect for everybody.
Love is not the water that you drink to stay hydrated.
It's all you have.
The only drop left to share.
Love put Simply
Love is
a deep space explosion creating a black hole
Love is
fear that seizes you and forever takes hold
Love is
the ride you want to begin and the ending you dread
Love is
the closing of a door allowing it to open again
Love makes no sense in the scheme of things
Yet love demands you open your heart accepting what is
© Kate Adams 28/2/17
Love is
a deep space explosion creating a black hole
Love is
fear that seizes you and forever takes hold
Love is
the ride you want to begin and the ending you dread
Love is
the closing of a door allowing it to open again
Love makes no sense in the scheme of things
Yet love demands you open your heart accepting what is
© Kate Adams 28/2/17
From the beast to the angel
Hey, fallen angel, yes, you are now on Earth
You're sitting on the ground and you're lost
Crying with crystal tears and so afraid
How to live this life here? Looks like a game
Hey, sad angel, they cut your wings away
Put you here among these people and deep pain
You prayed for a death which is better than this
No one can hear you here but me and I'm a beast
Hey, lost angel, you beauty touched me inside
Though my soul is dead and empty even to try
To feel an empathy or, I am sorry, devil, love
I can't stop looking how you cry more and more
Hey, sweet angel, that bright fire around you
I created to give you warmth, that how I do
Forgive me, I don't know other way than madness
In this people's world to take away your sadness
Hey, my angel, I have new wings for you and when
You sleep I will come near you to leave them
But here's the thing, they are black and heavy
To accept wings of the beast...will you be ready?
You're sitting on the ground and you're lost
Crying with crystal tears and so afraid
How to live this life here? Looks like a game
Hey, sad angel, they cut your wings away
Put you here among these people and deep pain
You prayed for a death which is better than this
No one can hear you here but me and I'm a beast
Hey, lost angel, you beauty touched me inside
Though my soul is dead and empty even to try
To feel an empathy or, I am sorry, devil, love
I can't stop looking how you cry more and more
Hey, sweet angel, that bright fire around you
I created to give you warmth, that how I do
Forgive me, I don't know other way than madness
In this people's world to take away your sadness
Hey, my angel, I have new wings for you and when
You sleep I will come near you to leave them
But here's the thing, they are black and heavy
To accept wings of the beast...will you be ready?
Written by LanaW
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The Compass of Daylight
What is love
If not a dance in the dark...
Two hearts tune-in
To a Swan's song
A tale as old as time duet...
What is love
If not a war...
Uncharted lands
Longing to be claimed
Longing for banners to uphold a name...
No....
The world is not flat
But bursts from the pages
With
Dimension
Depth
An inability to vocally express
The wonders that rest
Beneath the surface...
-Such is love
Love is a sacrifice of self
Coherent repositioning
Of the heart
Of someone else...
It's magic
It's air
It's firm and fertile ground
It's the compass of daylight
Leading is out
Of the eternal night
To a place called home
Where it Forever rests its head
-despite its thoughtful end
Love's bounds
Cannot be kept
On pages the pages
Of fairytales
Maps
And romances
It's forms are great
And ever more...
It is
What this life
Is worth living for...
Love is NOT blind
But all seeing
When the crevices
Lay bare
The truth of you...
It is the acceptance
The embrace
That reigns forever true...
It is not perfect
For nothing of beauty
EVER is...
It is a mess of complexities
That can be only explained
Like a child
-With simplicity
It is home
It is a fresh cup of coffee in the morning
It is not box-able
-but free
It is not a definition
But a life force
It is the breaking open
Of what is hidden
It is the lacing of fingers
And tears brushed off cheeks
It is that self-reposition
It is the tucking in
Of bed at night
It is
THE COMPASS OF DAYLIGHT
Bringing us back to life
-Awakened
What is love
If not a dance in the dark...
Two hearts tune-in
To a Swan's song
A tale as old as time duet...
What is love
If not a war...
Uncharted lands
Longing to be claimed
Longing for banners to uphold a name...
No....
The world is not flat
But bursts from the pages
With
Dimension
Depth
An inability to vocally express
The wonders that rest
Beneath the surface...
-Such is love
Love is a sacrifice of self
Coherent repositioning
Of the heart
Of someone else...
It's magic
It's air
It's firm and fertile ground
It's the compass of daylight
Leading is out
Of the eternal night
To a place called home
Where it Forever rests its head
-despite its thoughtful end
Love's bounds
Cannot be kept
On pages the pages
Of fairytales
Maps
And romances
It's forms are great
And ever more...
It is
What this life
Is worth living for...
Love is NOT blind
But all seeing
When the crevices
Lay bare
The truth of you...
It is the acceptance
The embrace
That reigns forever true...
It is not perfect
For nothing of beauty
EVER is...
It is a mess of complexities
That can be only explained
Like a child
-With simplicity
It is home
It is a fresh cup of coffee in the morning
It is not box-able
-but free
It is not a definition
But a life force
It is the breaking open
Of what is hidden
It is the lacing of fingers
And tears brushed off cheeks
It is that self-reposition
It is the tucking in
Of bed at night
It is
THE COMPASS OF DAYLIGHT
Bringing us back to life
-Awakened
E'er
poetic contraction meaning "ever" -
in this meaning "forever, always"
pronounced
"air"
Sky, stunned with shocks of withered cloud
Moon, taring, shreds the wayward cusp.
Car, blare the hymns Monday contests.
Storm, clean the priestess’ altar grail.
Cants, lightning blind to archly crest.
Burn, pray'rs in cautioned tyger meet.
Sun, cast mystic arroyos veil.
Ford, clothed fiestas muerte white.
South, dawn bewares my highway heart.
God, twined the constell lovers’ thrall.
Stars, Sun, and Storm and Sky beyond.
E’er, poets' rain on moonlight come.
in this meaning "forever, always"
pronounced
"air"
Sky, stunned with shocks of withered cloud
Moon, taring, shreds the wayward cusp.
Car, blare the hymns Monday contests.
Storm, clean the priestess’ altar grail.
Cants, lightning blind to archly crest.
Burn, pray'rs in cautioned tyger meet.
Sun, cast mystic arroyos veil.
Ford, clothed fiestas muerte white.
South, dawn bewares my highway heart.
God, twined the constell lovers’ thrall.
Stars, Sun, and Storm and Sky beyond.
E’er, poets' rain on moonlight come.
Written by Hepcat61
(geoff cat)
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Anonymous
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Open your heart
Give Love a second chance.
Let your heart be vulnerable like a sheep in an open field
Surrounded by hungry Lions
That would rip your heart out and tear it to pieces.
Don’t be afraid, purity protects you
You have a heart of gold
Only you decide who’s allowed inside.
Each time he broke your heart
You considered ending the relationship
But instead, you became more determined to fix what had broken.
Destruction strengthened your resolve to put it back together.
You thought, “If I try harder this time he will love me again.”
You hoped he would quiet the thunder inside your head
Instead, he ripped through your life like a wicked storm.
He made you forget how special you are.
You possess the Love of one hundred hearts
You deserve to be Loved one hundred percent of the time
You deserve the best and nothing less.
Open your arms and give yourself away
To someone who will fill your life with Love.
Take a chance, don’t be afraid to lose.
Open your heart and you will find the one for you.
Give Love a second chance.
Let your heart be vulnerable like a sheep in an open field
Surrounded by hungry Lions
That would rip your heart out and tear it to pieces.
Don’t be afraid, purity protects you
You have a heart of gold
Only you decide who’s allowed inside.
Each time he broke your heart
You considered ending the relationship
But instead, you became more determined to fix what had broken.
Destruction strengthened your resolve to put it back together.
You thought, “If I try harder this time he will love me again.”
You hoped he would quiet the thunder inside your head
Instead, he ripped through your life like a wicked storm.
He made you forget how special you are.
You possess the Love of one hundred hearts
You deserve to be Loved one hundred percent of the time
You deserve the best and nothing less.
Open your arms and give yourself away
To someone who will fill your life with Love.
Take a chance, don’t be afraid to lose.
Open your heart and you will find the one for you.
Anonymous
love … when you see
your unborn children
in their eyes
Anonymous
love … when you no longer
breathe for yourself
but for him
