Poetry competition CLOSED 27th May 2017 7:59pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNER-UP:
Duende
Rippled thoughts
THEIR FLAMES AWAKEN
Everything but shame is now taken
away...and falling with failure breaking
Half wings of sinful siblings mistaken
as singing baking butterflies falling in lies
down towards the fire like liars
spiraling down, around and around
A viral sound transpires
as everything but shame is now taken
Their flames awaken
Everything but shame is now taken
away...and falling with failure breaking
Half wings of sinful siblings mistaken
as singing baking butterflies falling in lies
down towards the fire like liars
spiraling down, around and around
A viral sound transpires
as everything but shame is now taken
Their flames awaken
Anonymous
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Their Flames Awaken
Their flames awaken
A fire burning
Somewhere within
Their names engraved
Like rippled thoughts in cadence
Tattooed with half winged images
That dance on their skin.
And somewhere in between
Lucid dreams and lurid fantasies
No one sees the glow
Except for them
Coming from within
When their flames awaken.
Their flames awaken
A fire burning
Somewhere within
Their names engraved
Like rippled thoughts in cadence
Tattooed with half winged images
That dance on their skin.
And somewhere in between
Lucid dreams and lurid fantasies
No one sees the glow
Except for them
Coming from within
When their flames awaken.
Anonymous
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Bal Masqué
boudoir noire night
velveteen queen
dressed in
elegant
black
burlesque
her sexy façon
caught his attention
she was utterly flattered
the venetian dandy
made quite an
impression
he swept
her off
her feet
swirling and
swinging like
Ginger and Fred
colliding in a bal masqué
they swayed the night away
velveteen queen
dressed in
elegant
black
burlesque
her sexy façon
caught his attention
she was utterly flattered
the venetian dandy
made quite an
impression
he swept
her off
her feet
swirling and
swinging like
Ginger and Fred
colliding in a bal masqué
they swayed the night away
Written by Duende
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Cadence of Candles
Flickering lights in the distance.
The soft glow of your skin like
In the moonlight. Existence,
Everlasting. The soft strike
Of your voice and music.
The slight inflection.
The candles, as if they
Know affection
And sway from
Side to side,
Holding firm.
Nothing will have died.
The soft glow of your skin like
In the moonlight. Existence,
Everlasting. The soft strike
Of your voice and music.
The slight inflection.
The candles, as if they
Know affection
And sway from
Side to side,
Holding firm.
Nothing will have died.
Written by eswaller
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Anonymous
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Anonymous
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Their flames awaken
Ideals of the forsaken
Taken for granted by each word
Of rhapsodies of the unheard
Unheard rhapsodies
Granted each word to be taken
Forsaken through his ideals
Flames awakens their sticks
Cloud mouths the bulbs
For the ashes fall
Same way to the rendezvous
Of us all
“Ancient Architecture "
Blueprints of the past
Destined to be roads of the future
Present's curse
Breathing's shuttering glass
Fruition of small things
Dated fossilized facts
Roots of the renaissance
Stemmed to the sugarcoated lies
Engineer of the hands of time
Moving images picture by picture
Cemented legacies
Forgotten ancient architecture
Blueprints of the past
Destined to be roads of the future
Present's curse
Breathing's shuttering glass
Fruition of small things
Dated fossilized facts
Roots of the renaissance
Stemmed to the sugarcoated lies
Engineer of the hands of time
Moving images picture by picture
Cemented legacies
Forgotten ancient architecture
