Poetry competition CLOSED 1st January 2018 10:04am
WINNER
OxyMoronicMe (G.L.)
OxyMoronicMe (G.L.)
RUNNERS-UP:
eswaller
and 0bs3ss3dp0ss3ss3d
Christmas in the Air
Poetry Contest Description
Share a memory, delightful or depressing during the Christmas season
Poem of any length, sharing memories of Christmas Past. Maximum of two poems per poet, please title your poems. No collaborations. Thank You!!
By: Pinterest
By: Pinterest
The Christmas of Helen
T'was almost two decades ago,
but the memory stays more vivid,
than my Christmas from last.
It was when I was still young and brave and passionate
about the cause that I struggled to win;
selfless in my desire to change the world I'm living in.
It was not my name on my I. D., but never have I,
been truer to myself, and exposed and naked,
for everyone to witness how I began to really see.
Christmas trees in the home of the oppressed
were made of straws yet, glittering with the sweat
of their efforts and with their burning spirit amidst poverty.
That was the time when I learned how it feels to be,
ashamed to look at smiling faces as I received something shared
by the people who're evidently lacking in every way.
The midnight dinner was an anemic saggy pasta,
but it was the tastiest I ever tried only because
a hungry belly would eat even chunks of moldy bread.
I cried that day, not because I regretted to leave the comfort,
of my home in exchange for what started to be fad attention,
but because I was sorry for the insincerity of my intention.
That Christmas, I ceased to be a teenage brat that thinks,
it's cool to be a bad ass rebel who can talk trash against the system.
Overnight, I became a citizen of my country who cared,
for the people around me, for the effect of policies;
for inflation and depreciation, for responsible expression;
for my choices during elections and for the future of the next generation.
Written by OxyMoronicMe
(G.L.)
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When December Ends
It's been a couple winters,
now
you're hard to even be
around
you give these wounds no time
to mend
just wake me when December ends
I try my best to stay
asleep
or otherwise, the darkness
creeps
into the corners
of my brain
and slowly makes me go
insane
but just a little at
a time
so that way I still think
I'm fine
the same way that you
still pretend
just wake me when
December ends
you told me you were going
to sleep
just with that phrase,
the darkness creeps
I can't believe tou tried
to kill
when you chased that
handfull of pills
and I can't say I'll ever know
what made you feel
this way
it killed me when you said
"goodbye", and
"happy Holidays"
each day I'm thankful
you survived
that day within me
something died
into the void,
my soul descends
don't wake me
when December ends
now
you're hard to even be
around
you give these wounds no time
to mend
just wake me when December ends
I try my best to stay
asleep
or otherwise, the darkness
creeps
into the corners
of my brain
and slowly makes me go
insane
but just a little at
a time
so that way I still think
I'm fine
the same way that you
still pretend
just wake me when
December ends
you told me you were going
to sleep
just with that phrase,
the darkness creeps
I can't believe tou tried
to kill
when you chased that
handfull of pills
and I can't say I'll ever know
what made you feel
this way
it killed me when you said
"goodbye", and
"happy Holidays"
each day I'm thankful
you survived
that day within me
something died
into the void,
my soul descends
don't wake me
when December ends
Written by 0bs3ss3dp0ss3ss3d
(William Colten Sorrells)
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Festive Days
I came from a place
Where Christmas was celebrated with parties,
Music and food,
A huge jubilation of the birth of Christ.
I came from a place
Where the night was filled with people in the streets,
The smell of firecrackers and sparklers in the air,
Waiting for the clock to strike midnight.
And at eleven fifty-nine pm,
Our next door neighbor would light up the biggest firework,
Place it on the middle of the street and set it off.
It would give the loudest boom
It shook the walls and roofs,
At that time all the neighborhood came out,
Dressed in their best,
Giving each other hugs and saying “Merry Christmas”
Smiling and laughing,
Christmas was here.
I remember those festive days like they were yesterday,
Childhood memories of family, friends and neighbors
Joined in a great celebration.
I came from a place
Where Christmas was celebrated with parties,
Music and food,
A huge jubilation of the birth of Christ.
I came from a place
Where the night was filled with people in the streets,
The smell of firecrackers and sparklers in the air,
Waiting for the clock to strike midnight.
And at eleven fifty-nine pm,
Our next door neighbor would light up the biggest firework,
Place it on the middle of the street and set it off.
It would give the loudest boom
It shook the walls and roofs,
At that time all the neighborhood came out,
Dressed in their best,
Giving each other hugs and saying “Merry Christmas”
Smiling and laughing,
Christmas was here.
I remember those festive days like they were yesterday,
Childhood memories of family, friends and neighbors
Joined in a great celebration.
Sadness brightened by a kind word
In the sky
In the town of Bethlehem
Peace on earth
Pleading for good fortune
Velvet, taffeta, glitter, trumpet and violin
Another year
We've lived! Once more!
Tiny toy villages through a window
Childlike wonder
Murmur of conversation in a room
She glides through the crowd
In the sky
In the town of Bethlehem
Peace on earth
Pleading for good fortune
Velvet, taffeta, glitter, trumpet and violin
Another year
We've lived! Once more!
Tiny toy villages through a window
Childlike wonder
Murmur of conversation in a room
She glides through the crowd
Tenacious holiday obsession (merry Christmas y’all)
tenacious holiday obsession
psychiatric help since the age of 11
jolly minded mental patient
white padded room straightjacket medicated
Christmas light strangulation
Intestine wrapped tree for nice decoration
high explosive Christmas present
detonated sleigh ride straight to fuckin heaven
severed heads for stocking stuffers
no fuckin coal this year from your mother
homicide within your manger
blood stain baby Jesus death poet slanger
candy cains and mutilation
drinking eggnog severed cunt masturbation
tenacious holiday obsession
psychiatric help since the age of 11
festive minded mental patient
strapped down hospital bed for protection
salvation army santa killer
blew his brains out donations for my liqueur
carolers will be dismembered
can't sing songs with your fucking head severed
mangled angels in the snow
better check em twice no pulse good to go
schzitsofrantic st nick
electroshock therapy didn't help shit
so merry fucking Christmas bitches
jigg82 dead body best wishes ;)
tenacious holiday obsession
psychiatric help since the age of 11
stupid minded mental patient
on death row for the charges that I'm facin:(
psychiatric help since the age of 11
jolly minded mental patient
white padded room straightjacket medicated
Christmas light strangulation
Intestine wrapped tree for nice decoration
high explosive Christmas present
detonated sleigh ride straight to fuckin heaven
severed heads for stocking stuffers
no fuckin coal this year from your mother
homicide within your manger
blood stain baby Jesus death poet slanger
candy cains and mutilation
drinking eggnog severed cunt masturbation
tenacious holiday obsession
psychiatric help since the age of 11
festive minded mental patient
strapped down hospital bed for protection
salvation army santa killer
blew his brains out donations for my liqueur
carolers will be dismembered
can't sing songs with your fucking head severed
mangled angels in the snow
better check em twice no pulse good to go
schzitsofrantic st nick
electroshock therapy didn't help shit
so merry fucking Christmas bitches
jigg82 dead body best wishes ;)
tenacious holiday obsession
psychiatric help since the age of 11
stupid minded mental patient
on death row for the charges that I'm facin:(
Written by jigg82
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Where Was I The Night Of The 25th...?
Gaelic groves
shawl your swollen
irises - dense - dead
& darkly deep;
Wintered Zion
polar nights
of pine
wreath like ice
'round a new solstice moon
Matching actually...
My mom's fake tree,
no spruce-y
scent for me
I'll wear
nothing,
'cept your emerald T...
...make it easy...
Sloe & honey hair
spike 2 shots
of gin
gumming my mousey
mind
each time you walk near
Gutter lights
trace the house's
rambling ranch frame
like some kind of
flashing
flaxen lace
Your palms
line these
tenderly clammy
flushing in company
with the wallheater's
blush
when we become bare
~
It was not
& entirely was
the end of nights
that you weren't
mine
***
Our anniversary is on the 26th, and I remember Christmas...so well.
Written by AtoMikbomb
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Good Christmas Memory
Family gathered around the Christmas tree,
Admiring the ornaments and icicles that
Sparkle within the lights, feeling free
As it will no longer fight or combat
With feeling alone or sad. A smile
That does not disappear or fade,
But shines with no long mile
In between. A love that stayed.
Admiring the ornaments and icicles that
Sparkle within the lights, feeling free
As it will no longer fight or combat
With feeling alone or sad. A smile
That does not disappear or fade,
But shines with no long mile
In between. A love that stayed.
Written by eswaller
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